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About this time last year I snagged a great pair of brown cowboy boots on sale at DSW. Those after Christmas sales are really fantastic! I love them and wear them as often as I can, considering my wardrobe is mostly black clothing. They make me feel cool and relaxed. I love shoes. They can do wonders for your attitude!

So last night I ventured back to DSW, hoping to find an equally fabulous bargain on some shoes to wear with my wedding dress. I did not want to spend a lot of money on this, since no one will really see them and they probably won’t get worn after the big day. Unless I can find some way to dye them another color. That’s a topic for another blog though.

I wandered the aisles and was surprised at how many options there were in white/ivory dress shoes! Backless, slides, pumps, wedges, low heels, high heels, heels with rhinestones - it was every bride’s dream! Well, every bride’s but mine. The smallest size I found in any of these shoes was a 6. I wear a 5, 5 and a half if I’m lucky. Manufacturers just don’t make as many shoes in this size, if they do at all anymore. So while there were fabulous shoes as far as the eye could see, I couldn’t even try a pair on. Normally this would upset me, but I went in figuring this would happen since it was clearance time and all.

So I headed to the clearance racks to see what they had in a 5. I couldn’t even find the size 5 rack. What is that about? Instead I browsed the 5 and a halfs, hoping to find some fabulous deal on any pair of shoes. I did find a cute pair on dark brown heels that would go great with a pair of pants I already own. As I was trying them on I noticed one was a five and a half, the other was a 6 and a half. Nice. Trying to be optimistic, I went over an aisle to the 6 and a halfs to see if I could find the other mis-matched pair. That is when it happened… I found the rack of size 5s! Somehow the store organized the shoes to go from 5, to 6, to 6 and a half, to 5, to the 7s. I do not understand this thought process, but what happened next caused me to care very little.

I found them. I found my shoes for the wedding. They are a size 5. They are Kenneth Coles. They are ivory. They have a good heel height. AND THEY ARE MINE!!!! What is the best part? They were freaking $12. Yes, only $12. I love you DSW.

Please excuse my crappy photography.

But today I realized that the skinny heel isn’t going to cut it in the grass lawn where our ceremony will be held.  I can just see my fabulous heels being left behind, stuck in the grass where I sunk while exchanging our vows.  So am I going to return these shoes?  Heck no!  If I have to buy a piece of plywood to stand on during the ceremony, I’ll do it.  These shoes are just too fantastic to pass up!

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