Wednesday, April 30, 2014

The Postman Rings Incessantly

Oh the things I do for shoes.... 

The other day I opted to take advantage of a massive ShoeDazzle sale and ordered a new pair of shoes. After agonizing over the size (because pregnancy was not nice to my feet), I opted for a half size larger and places the order. I then promptly forgot about them in the chaos that is being home with six week old twins. 

This morning I got up, made phone calls, answered emails, all while nursing babies and bantering with Husband, who is endlessly bringing me glasses of water, and he expressed the desire for me to take 10 minutes to myself and shower. Although the actual request involved something about me smelling like a barnyard animal and how it can't be good for the babies or humanity in general. 

Daily showers are a luxury, which all my mom friends told me and I didn't really understand/believe. 

After wrapping up all calls and emails, and getting both babies to sleep, Husband busied himself and I ran upstairs to shower. Just after I put my contacts in, and was about to start the water, standing in my bra and panties, the doorbell rang. That promptly set off the dog. 

I scrambled to figure out where I had flung my pajama pants, and the bell rang again, the dog kept barking, and I instead grabbed Husbands bath robe and went flying down the stairs as the bell rang again. 

Seriously, this person is really, really impatient. 

As I threw open the door to find the world's most bell happy mail lady I heard the first snuffles that I knew would lead to cries. 

She silently shoved the box into my hands, staring at the oversize bathrobe I had wrapped myself in and walked away as the first wail started. I then got so wrapped up in getting everyone quiet again that I didn't even get to open the box for like an hour. 

Finally, I got some quiet, and before running off to the shower, I took a moment to open my shoes. Peep toe, lace up, sling back peep toe booties with perforation detail on the vamp from Sophia & Lee. Black of course. 

Perfect with slim fit pants, work or play, and fabulously walkable. Good thing I'm going back to work soon and I may actually wear them. 

The best part is that they fit. Partially because they were final sale, and in other part so that i now know roughly what size I wear. Now it's time for closet cleaning and massive shoe shopping. 

Oh, and I did finally get that shower. Maybe another day I'll get enough time to include a pedicure too. 

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Bringing it Down a Notch

Heel heights that are in vogue change yearly. For the last few years heels have been sky-high stilettos
Denelle by Sole Society.
with massive platforms. Some of them got so high they bordered on vulgar, being a height and design once only reserved for dancing when you can support yourself with a pole.

This year heels have gotten a little thicker (more on that in a different post) and in doing so they have gotten a little lower. Once the standard, the newly named "mid-heel" is all over the place this year, and is much easier to walk in, and a little less scandalous than it's higher counterpart, even when in stilettos. 

The mid-heel is the perfect shoe for the office, and can go seamlessly from day to night. Another bonus is that they don't have your feet pitched at an insane angle, so you can actually walk in them, and stand in them for more than an hour. 

The mid-heel is also popping up on sandals for summer. From gladiators to strappy summer sandals, it's
Betty Bow Heels by Pinup Girl Clothing
 all about being able to walk for miles in fashion. 

Or am I the only one who walks for miles in their heels? Seriously, it's a great workout. As long as you're staying out of the grass. Any kind of heel in grass is bad and should be avoided. 

I also have to admit that now with two babies, there's also an obvious advantage for me (and all other mothers) with the mid-heels as well. Carrying squirmy babies while wearing towering platforms isn't the most practical thing, and I'm not ready to hang it up and be in all flats all the time. 

Halogen Marissa 
Comfortable and foot friendly, I have to admit that I'm personally excited heels are taking a step down. After spending the last few years of my life somewhere just shy of six feet tall and walking slow as hell, it's nice to be a little closer to the earth and able to speed up the walking just a touch. 

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Seeing if the Shoes Fit

Yeah, I totally fell off the grid for the last few weeks. But I swear I had a good excuse. I was busy having babies.

Ok, not the whole time, but I went into labor on Tuesday, March 18 and delivered two healthy girls mid-morning by cesarean section. Then there was the subsequent hospital stay, getting home and being totally overwhelmed. Crying jags, hormone issues, sleepless nights... Actually that's all still continuing, and probably will for a while. Luckily we have managed to get some kind of schedule established, and I'm thinking that furiously blogging between feedings is really the way to go right now.

Meet Delilah and Scarlett.
Now that I'm not pregnant for the first time in nine months, it's also time to dig through my closet and find out what happened to my wardrobe. I'm not quite in my own pants just yet (three weeks is a bit ambitious), but I can fit into some of my looser clothes, have lost a lot of the baby weight, and have managed to wear heeled boots once out of the house.

I'm not sure I left the house more than once in the last few weeks. It turns out babies don't have great social lives.

I also need to use one of the upcoming nap times to go through my closet and try on all my shoes. My feet were swollen the whole latter half of my pregnancy, and I have no idea if they got bigger or not, and need to see what fits.

I know my black Steve Madden boots are good, and my gym shoes are fine. Hopefully the rest of my shoe collection also still fits. If not then it looks like there will be a hell of a shoe sale online soon. I'll be sure to keep you all posted in case that happens.

Hopefully when I go back to work in a few weeks I'll have some shoes that fit, along with some real clothes and most of my waist back. And if some of my shoes no longer fit, then I'll just have to start buying more. Hopefully the girls will like shoe shopping.