"Obviously, these people do not watch HGTV."

I went to a home showing the other day. The house online had great promise - it was gorgeous on the outside, beautiful location, not far from rt. 8 and lovely inside shots. When we drove up to it, I thought, this is great.

And then I went in. Barely - because their two dogs were barking their little heads off at me. But I won, and made it into the great room - and by great, I mean, mediocre and stained with dog pee. This was my first thought: "______"

No, it wasn't a bad word. I don't think so. It's just that I couldn't hear myself think over the blaring country music they left on (maybe for the dogs?)

These things aside, I poked around the house, trying to determine if I could live there while avoiding things tumbling out of closets and cabinets. All the while fighting with two dogs who wanted to know why I was invading their turf.

What kind of bothers me the most is the thought that, you know what? Maybe I could live there. But I was so distracted by dogs/messiness/bad carpets/stinkiness that comes with having pets (I know all about it, but when showing your house?!) that I just wanted to get out.

Until I opened the walk- in closet and saw her collection of Michael Kors heels.

And then I seriously considered buying the house. But then I realized that she had them all in a pile ON THE FLOOR.

Now, I am a messy, messy girl. But even *I* keep my lovely shoes in their little shoe organizer in my rinky dink closet. So it made me wonder what else they had been ignoring in that otherwise gorgeous house. And how much it would cost to replace carpets and fix cabinets....

Until I saw the ridiculously huge radon system in the basement. The end.

sj needs -- well not really but i bought them anyway- a new pair of shoes

Tell me.

Do these make my unpedicured toes look fat?

holy swizzle sticks, batman! get me a vodka tonic - STAT!

i'm not sure where to begin this post, because my brain is *fried.* i've had the worst week in months, with back to back meetings that required too much preparation, and i am burnt up after this kind of week.

and really, i don't have much to share. except, of course, my choice in legwear/footwear. frankly, it suits my mood. but it totally has me concerned that someone may try to drop a house on Jen.

It's lonely at the top when the top is actually still the same corner and not actually the top.

i got some good news on friday and much like KAT said, it's taken up my entire mental thought processes for the past four days, so i should share.

it seems my years of hard work at my company, trudging away during really long hours and doing crappy things that no one else wants to do has finally paid off.

i've been promoted, and in the interest of my anonymity, let me just say that my new position is Very Promising. except now my husband cannot make a joke without referring to me as Madame Very Promising.

so i headed home on friday, all happy and excited and stopped by the liquor store to pick up a bottle of champagne to celebrate. and the day was solidified as The Best Day Ever when i got carded.

and then we got KFC. that's right. original recipe and champagne. that's how i roll. (although, when the CEO asked me how i celebrated, my response was to say "my husband took me to dinner" - which i think counts because we didn't use the drive through.

but overall, it hasn't changed things too much, except we are perhaps looking at real estate listings a little more seriously than we would have a month ago.

and you know. i may have bought a pair of shoes. and they may have been converse all-star mary-janes. black leather. with an off-white toe.

what? it's not like i have matching bags for all of them.

we've talked a little bit about my shoes... so during a recent cleaning binge, i decided to lay them out and take a kind of inventory of what i have and shed out some pairs that i kept despite the fact that the heel was chipped, or the leather was cracked, etc.

granted, i have since purchased.. um... my granny shoes, a really cute reddish blackish pair of mary janes, and some bone and black slingbacks so perhaps this isn't a complete inventory.

i've also "found" a pair of brown and pink flat sling backs, a pair of olive green rounded toed pumps with cute little rhinestone buckle and my favorite kenneth cole pointy toed kitten heeled pumps -- all of which were buried under a pile of winter clothes that I haven't moved in about a year.

and there are a few pairs in my car that i keep "just in case" - a pair of peep toe black heels, and a pair of sexy bronze pumps with lacey cut outs on the side, and of course, a pair of sensible (but very cute!) ballet black flats.

and then there are some boots that i have for winter time that *of course* don't get put with the rest of my shoes.

none of these are pictured here, so the rest of my collection kind of looks like this....


the bronzy ones with the tassels and turquoise linings, are, btw, my favorites. via spigas with little kitten heels that make every outfit i own feel fabulous.



and here are my absolute favorites - my strappy enzo angiolini sandals. they're about six years old now -- i bought them prior to a weekend in boston with j when we were first dating. these are my go to shoes i tend to put on when i need a little confidence booster. i probably should get rid of them, but i just can't part with them.




so call me crazy, but i do really love my shoes.