Tropical Island: No Shoes Required

I was going to write this whole post about shoes and how I hate to buy them. No, really, I hate shoe shopping. It has gotten better now that I have a brand I stick to (Merrill) but it is still often frustrating. You have to find a shoe you like, you have to find it in your size, you have to convince the salesman that no, really you want your correct size, and you often have to wade through random substitutions that the salesman brings you.

Anyway, I hate it so much that I put it off for months and months until all my shoes are worn out and I can't put it off any longer.  Then I have no choice but to drag my happy ass out and buy a bunch of shoes and wouldn't it be nice if you could just buy shoes that fit off the internet?....

And that's where I decided I can't write that post because duh, you can buy shoes that fit off the internet. In fact, that is where the ones on my feet right now came from. Apparently some old habits die very, very hard.

I'm telling you though, if something happens to that internet thing, I'm totally moving to a remote tropical island where shoes are not necessary.

The Fine Print: I have a friend who swears you can tell a lot from a person by their shoes. Mine say I was expensive, but now I'm well used, worn out and scuffed. Stamp by Stampendous colored with cheap grocery store markers, designer paper by Paper Salon, other stuff from my stash.