My shoes! My shoes! I found them!

Black pumps. There are many many things that I can say about black pumps, but I’m going to try to say not that many many. I like them. A lot. I wear them. A lot. I wear them out really really quickly… Which mean that these shoes usually need to be replaced every couple of months. This is not as fun as it sounds though. Yes, HAVING to go shoe shopping is not actually every girl’s dream! I am extremely picky and always have trouble finding shoes that fit, as my feet were not ‘designed’ with the ‘ideal proportions’ in mind. (I often find it rather annoying that pants, for example, come in a variety of cuts and proportions to suit different body shapes; and pants are something that can be altered! You can’t do that with shoes!) Anyway, so last year, I thought I had it waxed, because I purchased two pairs of black pumps; firstly because hopefully they won’t wear out so quickly, and secondly, in order to have a back-up pair should the one pair get thrashed. However, when I went on a very very long December holiday, I only took one of these pairs along, and when I returned to my flat, the other pair was nowhere to be found. I searched everywhere (or so I thought). Nothing. It was sortof OK though, because I had another pair… The shoes would turn up eventually, won’t they? But then something dismal happened. My other pair got worn out. So worn out, in fact, that I was embarrassed to wear them in public. Which made the disappearance of the other pair more of a crisis. I searched. I made phone calls. Nothing. And then, the other day, when I was packing to go camping, I found the lost shoes between some shopping bags in my garage. How they got there, I have absolutely no idea. But yay yay yay yay! Outfits work again!