It’s my 25th birthday on Sunday. This is an artist rendering of what I will be doing all weekend:
Flailing around, wearing a birthday hat, demanding cake.
Dignity is overrated.
Anyway – since now you all know it’s my birthday, I’m sure most of you are wondering, “What can we get Amanda to thank her for bringing such joy into our lives?” And to that I say, no thanks is necessary. I’m just doing my job.
They’re so bright! They have shiny things on them! I realized a few weeks ago when I sprained my ankle then had to go to a dressy event that I don’t own any flats, so I hobbled around in my Via Spiga platforms! In light of this, and the fact that I’m not particularly graceful, I should probably own at least one pair!
I did not expect to like these shoes. And, if I owned them, they’d probably look way too heavy and clunky on me. But, if I were, say 5’8″ and crazy thin, I’d wear these with a flouncy mini (did I just use that term? Did a Lucky writer just take over my brain?). So I’m posting them, because alternate-universe Amanda needs shoes, too.
Cole Haan’s Air line is amazing, and I need a good pair of black peep-toe heels. Well, not need so much as “would really like, because I don’t own any, and they make me feel like a grown-up.”