My Mother has a thing for shoes. I’m not sure you would call it a love affair, so much as an obsession that borders on stalking. If their quarterly earnings didn’t depend on her, the gentleman at the Nordstrom’s shoe department would certainly have restraining orders bearing her name.
Because I’m a good daughter, I try to ensure that her need for shoes is filled. A few years back, I convinced my Father to purchase a pair of red Stuart Weitzman high heels for their anniversary. The heels were the perfect shade of red, somewhere between garnet and fire engine, with just the right amount of toe cleavage. (Don’t laugh, that’s what it’s called.) But sadly, at $298, they were a bit of my Hill Staffer price range.
Then, last week, I spotted my beloved heels for half-price on the sample sale site, Rue la la. With store credit, they would be just $75. One debit card transaction later, the heels were mine all mine.