I Got New Shoes, New Shoes, New Shoes

...in the mail, that is. Just bought these puppies. I am also disturbingly tempted by these, these and these. I think I can manage to avoid the Steve Maddens (I saw them in the store today and they have J U M P in these massive letters on the backs, which struck me as exceedingly retarded), but those pricey-er Cons keep calling to me, like the honey pots in Pooh's larder. Perhaps one day I will emerge from the mist and find them in my closet, waiting for me to slip them on and go A-Maying.