Have you ever had to buy some? I was granted the task for an upcoming wedding that I'm in. I thought to myself, "No problem!" I needed some anyway, right?
Geez, I learned pretty quickly: silver shoes = tacky shoes. To be fair, I did search all over town, but the pickings were slim. So I resorted to shopping online. (I NEVER shop online. Do you?)
It felt strange at first, but then it became addictive. Scrolling through the 900 pages of search results on Zappos, adding 5 pairs to my shopping cart, taking some out, adding more, reading customer reviews, scoping out better prices at Amazon and Shoe.com. The whole ordeal sequestered a good portion of an afternoon.
Finally I narrowed it down to 3 pairs. Two pairs at Zappos and one pair at Amazon. But I wanted to try them on first! How do you do that online? Zappos has this deal where shipping is free both ways. Amazon shipping was free too. I figured, "What do I have to lose?" So I ordered all three. That was Saturday. The Zappos box was on my doorstep when I got home from work on Monday. Are they CRAZY? I immediately felt guilty when I opened the box, saw all of the unnecessary plastic wrap packaging—and the heinous shoes—and realized I'd have to ship them back right away. I couldn't even look at them; the silver glare was too great. I felt guilty about the jet fuel wasted too. Cause I know they must've thrown them on a plane to get them here so quickly.
I also realized that I'm not a very good online shopper. As quick as I was to tape the box back up together again, I did manage a hasty try-on—and both pairs were terribly, terribly small. Even though the customer comments all said they ran big. Huh?
I thought the worst was over. I could go back to my brick & mortar ways. But then I remembered: I still had a box coming from Amazon. So I was already dreading it before it came. And envisioning more cumbersome returns. The box finally came today. (Freakin' snails pace compared to Zappos!) And...
I absolutely LOVE the shoes. I'm sorry Stella, but I'm keeping these. They're not tacky, they're not blinding, they're not boring high school prom shoes. They're artful, unique and—best of all—chic. Plus the idea of having to sift through even one more metallic strappy sandal is enough to put me over the edge. But don't worry; I probably won't be doing this again any time soon...
Oh, and here's the shoe:
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