My Weakness

I am the lamest person ever. I'm writing another post about shoes. Shoes for heaven's sake! I've got these awesome friends who write about stuff that actually matters. Like Jessica who writes about her amazing teaching experiences in Russia and her oh-so-fitting aspirations. Or Evan, this insanely talented writer who is going to change the world and kick everyone's butt while he's at it.

And then there's me.
And my pressing matters.
AKA: shoes.

Man, I suck.

Meh. I was deprived for a year (Successful New Years Resolution 2011: Not buy any shoes for the whole year...running shoes being an obvious exception). I can flaunt my bargained shoe buying now, yes? Well, it's my blog. I do what I want.

Excuse to buy this particular pair #1. I've wanted Toms for a very long time. But I'm too cheap.

Excuse to buy this particular pair #2. Everyone in the Psych department was talking about buying red heels for graduation (SUU=red and black...our gowns are black so we need some color, am I right or am I right or am I right?). But I pretty much never ever wear heels. And when would I wear red ones?

You see where I'm going with this?

So I bought these:

They look pretty much like the real things (Toms), yes? Yep, I know they do. But they're not.

Yeah. I've never heard of the brand either. But I found these at our campus bookstore for only $15.95. Not $50 plus shipping and handling.

So there you go. Be jealous. Or think about how lame my blog posts are. Whatever. My feet and wallet are happy and that's what matters.