Sometimes I feel like I am missing some important domestic girl genes. For example when I go into a Bed Bath and Beyond I am totally clueless and overwhelemed by the stuff there. I have never bought a curtain in my life, my sisters and cousins pick them out for me. I lke furniture sort of but I dont have that passion that my friends have for decorating my home. There is one thing that makes me feel connected to my girlness.I have an intense and deep love of shoes. I don't buy clothes that often. I spend more money on books than anything else.
OK that is a HUGE lie I just told you.
I spend more money on shoes than anything else. I can't help myself. When I go into a shoe store I feel my heart race, my palms itch and tingle. As I gaze with adoration at the gleaming little jewels. My brain immediately matches them with my clothes and I am in trouble.
In my fantasies I have a custom made walk in shoe closet a la Mariah Carey MTV cribs episode. Shut up, I know godamn well you have seen it too.
Well I guess cliches become cliches for a reason.
2 comments:
I'm the same way. I can't decorate my house but I would love a show room.
I just got back from Boston on Wednesday. It was my first time there. Loved it! I also broke down and bought a handbag there that I have been coveting. Shoes and handbags. I'm a walking cliche.
I love handbags too but not nearly as much as pair of stilletos!
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