Showing posts with label sander. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sander. Show all posts

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Ok, So I'm a Hypocrite...

So what. I never thought I'd EVER be into a stretch boot... I mean, EVER. But whadda know? I found one- the only one- I love. This is the Jil Sander boot that I was talking about. I got them for 80% off at Jeffery and they are absolutely the sluttiest/sexiest things I own. Hahaha!

I have to tell you my embarrassing story though!






I knew I shouldn't have, but I wore them out to dinner one night in NY. I figured I'd be ok since we were taking cabs.
For some reason, I think we were trying to catch a cab, I was out in the street and I slipped on a patch of ice and totally ate shit... hard! My first thought of course was "Oh my god! My new boots!!" cause I fell on my knee and palms. Miraculously, my boots were mostly ok- no rip in the knee, but check out my knee. Ouch.
My priorities are so out of whack. Ha ha ha.
The lacquer on the inside of one the platforms got scratched off pretty bad, but I think I can fix it, and if not- you can barely see it.


Anyhoo- what do you guys think? :)


(originally posted 2/7/09)

**ADDITION**

I will never forget this fall! It was so funny and embarrassing!!
And isn't it funny how now it's all about stretch boots and over-the-knee boots. Who knew? ;) I can't believe I got these at 80% off. Ridiculous. That would never happen now!

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Happy Birthday to ME!

What better way to celebrate getting OLDER than to wallow in self- pity and take myself shopping? HA.

Just kidding... kind of.

Ben took me to Marché Modern (yum) for lunch, followed of course by a visit to Christian Louboutin. Nordstrom is right next door to that so we popped in there for a quick second. 

I tried on a bunch of stuff that should have been cute, but you know- I was just having one of those days. You know the ones. Where you feel like a fat ass and nothing seems to fit quite right. 
There was an Herve Leger dress on sale for more than 50% off but I just felt like I looked like a cougar in training in it. It's too bad because with some Crisco and a pair of Spanx that dress would have ben h-o-t! 

So, after trying on about 9 outfits and then complaining to my sales guy about shitty lighting and explaining how strip clubs use red lights to reduce the look of skin blemishes and cellulite ( I swear it works) ... it was time to go. I was however grateful for all the looks I saw that I was getting- or rather that my SHOES were getting. I may have a big ass but I have killer shoes.




(jeans- Blank, tank- BP, shoes- Christian Louboutin)

I love these new jeans I picked up at Planet Funk on my long day in LA. Give me anything with back seam zippers and I'm sold! 

So we get home and there's a FedEx slip on the door. DANGIT! My Jil Sander shoes came home and I wasn't there to greet them. What a bad shoe mommy I am! :( I'm kind of pissed 'cause I really wanted to have them as an option for whatever I end up wearing tonight. 

Boo hoo.