Cat in Heels

I just got back from a business trip to San Francisco that culminated in a shopping spree of epic proportions. I wrote about the beginning in Shopping in San Fran - Part 1 . Now the story continues.... As Esther and I headed out we both had that adrenaline rush that can only come from knowing you're going to find something amazing. That rush when you're determined to find something amazing. We burst into  Ross and headed straight for the shoes. Within in a matter of minutes Esther's arms were full of heels and we had to hunt down a basket. Every aisle we went into held a new and more wonderful heeled surprise. Vince Camuto , Jessica Simpson , Chinese Laundry , Sam Edelman , Dollhouse , Carlos , Dolce Vita , and the list goes on. When we were done looking in her size we looked in mine, and back to hers, and back to mine, and then into handbags and dresses. A basket full of heels "How many pairs of shoes do you think we have in here?" Esther asked as th...

Sometimes when I'm out shopping I see something that triggers a memory of a conversation I had with someone or makes me think of a friend or family member. Sometimes that feeling is so great I'll snap a photo and send it to them. This week I escaped the confines of the hotel in San Francisco long enough to wander out into Union Square and find Ross , a discount superstore akin to TJ Maxx and Marshalls  (which I love). As I wandered through the shoe section (because where else would I start) I saw a pair of black glitter with black spikes, Steve Madden Andiie heels, that made me think of my friend Esther (who was at the conference with me) and a conversation we had over sushi that day at lunch. It can be summed up by this: We both love spikes on shoes. The rack of perfect shoes. Since I have an insane number of shoes (with and without spikes), I sent Esther a photo of the shoes, letting her know that she obviously needed them, and what size should I pick up. She repl...