So you know how I was whining and bitching and pleading for a pair of monochrome loafers? Well, while that aspiration was never wholly fulfilled, I stumbled upon a Cole Haan outlet–of which I was not aware was even a plausible host if bargain shoppery–and realized that dreams do come true.
I'm glad we can share this moment together in common our obsseive-complusive sale shopping tendencies, because some people just don't get the impulsive malfunctions of our like brains. For example my dear friend, god bless her heart; I tried to explain the life-altering relief in the necessary purchase of said footwear with as few hyperbolic exaggerations as possible– okay, so I equated the purchase to 7 Minutes in Heave with the sexiest man alive *wink wink Adam Levine*– but some poeple will never understand. Like, I genuinely feel bad for those people. Said friend replied to my gushingly profane confession with a blank stare, double blink and "Congratulations, you officially dress chicer than my 76-year old Russian grandmother".
Two thumbs up! I'll take that as compliment.
They're not exactly black or white, I'm aware, but guess what...
they reflect wavelengths of light!
Ooh. Ahh. The End.
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