I decided I can't wear ugly black clogs with everything. I would aspire to own something nicer, to wear with skirts.
I went shoe browsing, and was intoxicated by the parade of magenta, turquoise, orange, and fire engine red flats and pumps on display. The flats by Chinese Laundry were the most adorable in my estimation, and they run nice and wide.
I ended up sticking with black: a nice pair of flats by Bronx with a big honking flower on them. Pointy toe, yet again, nice and wide. Good with pants or skirts. Affordable.
I wore them to work yesterday to break them in. They ate my feet. I bought a pair of peds and they slid off my heel and bunched under the ball of my foot. I have a raw spot on my big toe fom where all the skin rubbed off. It hurts.
Today I'm back wearing my ugly black clogs.
Forgive my shallowness, but it seems futile to blog about what's really on my mind when others do so with much more panache.
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