Since I’ve been on a shoe theme, I might as well show off my version of hollywood shoes.
I’ve wanted a pair of boots from Boot Star for ages, but the last two times I was in SoCal I managed to miss going in; first because I kept showing up when they were closed, and the second time, on the way home from Disneyland, I wound up having to ditch a trip through LA because of a carsick kid.
So my one agenda item for this trip, after martinis at Musso and Frank, wasa stop at Boot Star.
Now, I really didn’t mean to buy anything. Boots like these, which I’d kill a man for, go for nearly two grand; and I just can’t bring myself to spend that kind of money on footwear, even if I was still rolling in dotcom era dough. My intent was really just to shop and torment myself (kind of the shopping equivalent of a strip show, where you can look and lust but not actually get any).
Unfortunately, the lovely salesgirl (Heather, whom I’d let walk all over me in her patent-leather-cowboy-boots anytime), pointed out The Sale Rack. And I say ‘unfortunately’ because saving money is the best way to talk yourself into spending it.
Which is how I came home with these – because, you know, everyone needs a pair of hollywood shoes.