I have evolved over the years.
I used to have two rules when walking into a thrift store:
Rule #1: don't buy used
Rule #2: don't buy used shoes.
I can't quite put my finger on what made me
change my mind a few years back....
about rule #2 that is ... don't worry ...
rule #1 is still very much enforced.
You better believe I buy all my unitards brand spankin' new.
I was making the rounds at DI the other day ... and I heard something whispering my name. "Erin, Erin, over here." I turned around and saw these loverly shoes. Cute. Comfortable. Stylish.
I mean, just look at them. BRAND NEW. And for 5 buckaroos. Then I looked at the size.
11. Oh dangit. This was one of the few times I wished my feet were size 11.
Unfortunately my petite little size 10 feet are just a tiny bit small.
I bought them anyway.
Maybe I'll just wear some thick wool socks with them.
Side Note: This next picture is the 2,349,201th reason I love Mitchell.
He said he wanted to make dinner the other night ... and this was what he came up with.