Cat in Heels

New Year’s Eve is a night for fabulousness and sparkles. Of cute dresses and even cuter shoes. Add a six month pregnant with twins belly and six inches of snow, and it suddenly becomes something entirely different. Figuring this was my last New Year’s Eve out in the world for a while, the husband and I decided to go to dinner and then meet up with friends for a fabulous little Moulin Rouge soiree at a vintage movie theater.  It perfectly combined going out, cocktails (for those who could drink) and a minimal crowd so as to avoid being bumped into (or bumping into people) with my baby bump. My clothing was all set, courtesy of my older sister, who gave me a bunch of maternity clothes, including one fabulous little black dress she wore to our cousin’s wedding.  A sparkly necklace and the right shoes and it would be perfect. The problem was really finding the right shoes. The snow that was slowly falling all day assured me I didn’t want to skip nylons and go for open toe...

On New Year's Eve I wore out my new Christmas present. Black, red and white leather peep toe platforms with a horseshoe cutout and a wide wooden heel by T.U.K . To make them extra special they have a little horseshoe charms on the inside of the heel. A tiny, dangly little charm that no one sees. Unless of course you get drunk and try to show the charm to everyone who says they like your shoes. Which is everyone. Because they're amazing. Lucky horseshoes on my lucky shoes So New Year's I boycotted the sequins that everyone else would have on and actually dressed pretty normally in a pair of black pants, black vest and red button down, with all the focus on my shoes. The advantage of the chunky heel was added stability. The horseshoe cutout was a little uncomfortable at first, but then the shoes were broken in, or I drank more. I honestly don't remember which it was. Unfortunately all the stability in the world couldn't help me later in the night when I w...