I have a small shoe problem

For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved shoes. It started with glass slippers (jelly shoes) and ballet dance shoes, and I’ve never gotten over them. Even when I went through my “I hate my body; I’ll only wear baggy clothes” adolescent phase, I still adored cute footwear, if anything probably a bit more because most days they were the only thing I put on that made me feel pretty.  Now that I am an adult, maturity-wise a bit debatable, but the math lines up, I have cultivate quite a collection of shoes. I even have to seperate storage locations. A huge storage cube in the front hall for the every day flats and sandals (Andy uses this area, too) and a rack in my walk in for the “special occasion” or more expensive pairs. As you might have guessed, I am never not in the market for a cute pair at the right price. Enter the deal on Goby shoes on Zulily.com this week. Artsy, funky, and all sorts of quirky. I could do some massive damage to my bank account if I wasn’t careful.

Goby 4 Goby 1 Goby 6 Goby 3 Goby 8 Goby 5 Goby 9 Goby 2 Goby 7

Since I can’t be trusted to be completely rational when it comes to shoes, Andy and I have come up with a pretty good trick to make sure that I really, REALLY, truly want what I am buying. If I find something I like, I have to walk away for at least 24 hours and, if I remember that I want them or if I want them badly enough to go back for them, then we consider making the investment. Not 100% fool proof, but it has cut down seriously on my impulse buying and has the added benefit of helping me work towards having a wardrobe vs. having stacks of random shoes and garments that don’t work together.

 

All images from Zulily.

About Julie

My name is Julieanna Bucior, but I go by Julie (unless I'm in trouble). I'm thirty one. I am a bookkeeper by day, rogue fashion designer/crafter/amateur baker by night. I spend most of my time feeling like a kindergartner trapped inside an adult's body. I love reading, hanging out with my crazy cats and being silly. I'm pretty much the girl next door, with a twist.