Lots of milestones for me: I’m getting married and I bought my first pair of MAJOR heels. 

Can I walk in these?

No.

Does it matter?

No! 

Because I’m wearing them to a dinner in LA, where no one walks. Whewsies!

I even did that fashion-blogger-thing of turning your feet toward each other like a small child (which I always thought looked sooo stupid). And now I finally understand: It’s so you can see the heel!

The backstory on this post is that, a few months ago, I was out to dinner with my cousin and her friend. The friend had read my blog, but said she stopped because I didn’t post enough. At the time I blogged about once a week.

She wasn’t being critical at all—she was simply making the point that, for someone who checks a few websites on rotation, when one is consistently not updated, it falls out of the rotation. 

But my point is that, like any insecure person, I instantly took everything she said at face value, without any regard to my end-goal or purpose, and started posting more. 

I’ve actually enjoyed this “strategy” a lot. I’m writing every day. I’m also having fun with writing, which I’d forgotten was kinda why I started in the first place. The downside is, squirrels. (For example.) Instead of becoming smarter about America, I’m possibly going in the opposite direction. 

I’d love to produce brilliant, highly-researched, thought-provoking posts once a week a la Penelope Trunk or Justine Musk (who is one of my favorite writers and I hope you investigate if you don’t already read the woman), and perhaps someday I will go back to aiming for that model. I think even if you don’t succeed you learn and grow in the process of aiming for that. 

All to say: a shoe post…

Back to regular programming later this week. 

About once a month, I remember that Garfield is a cat who hates Mondays and can’t stop eating lasagna, and this makes me laugh out loud on the sidewalk or wherever. The point is that I think it would be so much fun to wear this T-shirt to and not explain myself.