Oh mah goodness, do I ever love those Jimmy Choo Anouk pumps. So does everyone else, apparently, because they're completely sold out everywhere on the planet (at least in the silver color, although I wouldn't throw the black or red ones out of bed, either). They are every single thing that I love in footwear right now: a pointy closed-toe pump with a slender heel in a metallic color.
They're also way, way too expensive. And, sure, last week I tried to convince myself that it's occasionally (like once-in-a-decade occasionally) OK to spend that kind of money on a shoe...but...I can't do it. It goes back to college, you see: for my birthday senior year, my boyfriend bought me a pair of strappy gold Manolos (I know, but trust me, this was an unusual occurrence), and I was obviously incredibly excited, so I wore them out on graduation night...
and it poured.
And I got caught in the rain, and they were more or less ruined. And that was so miserable that I'm not eager to repeat the experience ever again; I prefer my shoes nice and replaceable, thanks.
