Thursday: silver Jimmy Choo heels

Believe it or not, this is my first season of Project Runway. And you know what? I can’t believe I’ve been missing out! For one thing, last night’s episode was about accessorizing with/for your dog. And yes, there was a pug. Now I probably will never have a real pug, but if I ever did, I just don’t think I could be all matchy-matchy with the poor thing. Okay, maybe if it was all done tongue firmly in cheek. Okay, maybe not in public. Because then I’d be known as “that crazy pug woman.”

Besides, dogs are not dolls, are they? But then again, children aren’t dolls either (as fun as it is to dress them) and even I’ve been guilty of treating them that way. When my niece (who just turned 14!) was 3 or 4, I bought her the cutest little wool jumper by Cynthia Rowley. It was gray with red stitching around the pockets and the collar. So adorable — she probably wore it maybe once. What I need to confess, though, is that I bought a matching jumper for myself. Oh god, that’s so embarrassing… but I figured (1) I’m her aunt, not her mother, and (2) she lived in a different city so no one I knew would ever see us looking like Dr. Evil and Mini-Me. Well, it turns out, luckily I suppose, that we never did wear our outfits together — and now God knows she would never be caught dead matching her aunt!

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Tuesday: red ribbon Louboutin espadrilles

There are sample sales, and then there are sample sales. Though I have definitely become more selective about which sample sales I choose to go to — when I first moved to New York I went to almost every one I heard about — there are moments when you just can’t help yourself. For instance, you don’t turn down an invitation to the Chanel sample sale. And you do want to hit the Prada one early. But Hermes has become a zoo (I just can’t deal with lines anymore… except for the ones listed previously, of course), and I can’t really be bothered by the Catherine Malandrinos of the world.

And then there are the ones that just hit you right where it hurts, and you can’t stop yourself. Case in point: I hear there is an Anthony Nak sale somewhere in the city next week. Oooh, I’m feeling my wallet bracing itself already… Forget the Stella McCartney sample sale going on this week. I gotta save my… okay, pennies won’t even make a dent… I gotta save my Benjamins!

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Thursday: bronze Manolo D'Orsay heels

It’s not often that I can say this, but the Daily News yesterday was full of food for thought for the avid shopper. First, there was this article about NFL star Michael Strahan’s divorce proceedings. No, I don’t really care about whether he cheated on his wife or not, but this passage did catch my eye:

At one point, Jean Strahan lit up when the lawyer, Robert Penza, grilled her about spending $27,000 on clothes for their twin toddlers, Sophie and Isabella.

“They like to be accessorized,” she said with a smile. “Isabella doesn’t like to leave the house without a purse, Mike knows that.”

Mind you, these girls are 20 months old. My favorite part of the quote is definitely “Mike knows that.” I’m sure he does.

On another note, just in time for sale season, this article hit a little too close to home. I have to say, I felt a little sheepish — yes, I of the six pairs of shoes bought at the Bergdorf’s sale — to read that I may just be one of the 40% who believe that “when they buy something on sale ‘it feels like I’m putting money into savings.’” But come on, do I really want to know that had I not bought all those shoes, and had invested in Google stock instead, I would be a billionaire by now? In a word, no. Whatever lets you sleep at night…

Technorati Tags: sale shopping, accessories, baby fashionistas

Tuesday: Louboutin linen peeptoes

Two words: Manolo sale! A friend of mine went early yesterday morning, scouted the sale and so kindly phoned to fill me in on the recon. Yes, almost everything in the shop was 50% off. And yes, there were lots of goodies there.

Well, naturally I had to drop everything and get there, pronto. No good waiting until lunchtime, when that little boutique would be overrun by shoppers with sharp elbows. I needed some relative civility (if not tranquility — even at the Manolo Blahnik boutique, that is a bit too much to ask for during a sale).

So of course, instead of finding those really practical black slingbacks marked down from the typical $585, I have to go and try on probably one of the most expensive shoes there not made of crocodile. And of course they had to fit. So of course I had to have them:

Never mind that I already have not one, not two, but three pairs of gold sandals. Like I always say — The girl can’t help it.

Technorati Tags: Manolo Blahnik, sale, shoe shopping, gold shoes

Thursday: Prada linen snakeskin slingbacks

It’s a lot of pressure finding just the right wedding shoes. Okay, so most brides-to-be probably consider other things more pressing — say, the guest list, the mother-in-law, I don’t know, the venue? The groom, maybe? But come on, this is me we’re talking about. It’s serious business.

Naturally, I’ve already started buying shoes willy-nilly. So far, I’ve gotten two pairs of Louboutins (these are a tad conservative, I think; these, in beige, may be too Debbie Does Dallas), some Rene Caovillas (these may be too heavy looking, and these may just be way too uncomfortable. Yes, I know I’m the queen of pain in that aspect but we are talking about 8 hours on my feet!), some gold Jimmy Choos… I figure I need as many options as I can get. Buy now, deal with the bills later. Hey, any one of them might work — maybe even two! That’s what I need: several shoe changes!

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