I don't know what I did, but I must have pissed off the universe. Have I mentioned that I'm in a wedding on Saturday? Oh my god, Juliette, shut up about the stupid wedding. We get it. There's a wedding. Well I'll shut up about it next week after I do a whole blog post about it so you can just chill for a little bit and calm yourself. Geez. Somebody is a little wound up.
Ok, so anyway, for this wedding I need nude wedges. That shouldn't be a problem, right? I mean, nude wedges are SUPER in right now. I see them all over Pinterest, in all the store windows, on girls' feet all over the place... I was not concerned even a little bit, which is why I put off looking for nude wedges until three days before the wedding.
So, on my lunch break yesterday I went downtown to a few botique-y stores that have never let me down in the shoe department. Guess what they did yesterday? THEY LET ME DOWN IN THE SHOE DEPARTMENT. At first I was like, "Ok, no big deal. I'll just go to another store." Then it was sort of comical... like really, none of these stores have nude wedges?
Oh wait, let me tell you about my town. See, we don't have a mall. Like, at all. Growing up, the closest Wal Mart was 40 minutes away and the closet mall was an hour away, and it was a piece of crap mall. Things have changed, like we still don't have a mall but I do live 5 minutes away from a new Target so that's pretty cool. Oh and Target didn't have nude wedges either. I checked TWICE. They did have champagne though.
Anyway, so I'm going around and around downtown and then to the Old Navy and the Kohl's and even TJ Maxx and then I was SO DESPERATE that I went to my absolute least favorite store of all time: Ross. I hate Ross. Sorry if you like it (ahem, LINDSAY), but I've just always always always hated it. Our smells like stale urine and I hate it.
At the end of the day I had gone to 14 different stores and had zero luck. FOURTEEN. FOURTEEN STORES FOR SHOES AND NOTHING. And remember how shopping is my least favorite thing? Yesterday basically sucked. So I went home and drank champagne and painted my nails and watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows I and life was ok... except I didn't have time to finish packing or anything and now I'm a little stressed.
SO. This morning I was like, "Oh, I'll be driving through Santa Barbara on my way down and I can go to a Macy's. I'm SURE they'll have nude wedges. It's MACY'S."
They did. They actually have two pairs that I really like, and I can't figure out how to save a picture so if you really want to see them then here is the link for my favorite and here is the link for my second favorite. But I like the first favorite a LOT more than the second favorite. You would think that life is all good, right? Like, cool, I found some shoes, I have nothing to worry about. HAHAHHA.
I called Macy's because I felt like being responsible and guess what? They are out of my first favorite pair. So I called a second Macy's and they are ALSO out of that shoe. Are you SERIOUS???
So on my drive down today I have to stop and look at the shoes and pray to sweet Baby Jesus that they A) fit, and B) look even sort of decent. I'm a little nervous because what if they look awful and I'm the only barefoot bridesmaid? I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be allowed to be in the wedding if that happened. So please cross your fingers for me.
Also I need to know why all of the shoes have the STUPID platform. I mean these shoes are like 6" tall and that would make me a towering 6' 3" and that's just TOO FREAKING MUCH. I get that there are people like Jessica Simpson and Hayden Panettiere who are like 4 inches tall and need the height but NOT EVERYBODY DOES. I think there should be an option: platform or no platform? Is this shoe for a midget, an average heighted person, or a giant? COME ON.
I'm just tired of being on the JWoww side of this equation.
Also, today is Keith's birthday. Hooray!
Except that means I have to like, be extra nice or something.