I am going to end up homeless on the street, with nothing but a reusable Trader Joes bag of hip clothes.
I just went to this little resale shop of mine that I love. I'm not even going to say what it's called, or tell you where it is, that's how much I love it, and that's why I don't want very many people to know about it (although they probably do). Sorry, folks, I'm a ruthless deal-finder who doesn't divulge her secrets.
Anyways, I found these ADORABLE shoes, which retailed at Nordstrom for $200, but were in the store for $20. They came in different colors, and I couldn't decide which color I liked better, so I bought BOTH:
(The Kitty Glow Ball, which is my dog's Most Favorite Toy Ever, was added at the last minute. By him, of course.)
I can't believe I did this. I feel extravagant, giddy, and stylish. All at once. Now I need to go hide them before Steve comes over.
In other news, we went and saw Ratatouille last night. Look at us, going to movies on the opening night!
Anyways. Believe the hype, folks. It rules. Also, the rats sort of reminded me of my cat. But I would have loved the movie anyways, even if that wasn't the case.