I compare the purchase of my first pair of Christian Louboutin pumps to what emotion I think a man would have buying his first Ferrari F50; exhilarating. I walk proudly to the shoe department of Holt Renfrew, ignoring the haughty sales associates (who would rather help the Chanel-clad regulars). There is no need for me to scour the department, I've obsessed over them for long enough. "I'll try these in a size 9", I say cooly. Little does she know I've already tried them at David's dozens of times. As she disappears to fetch my magnificent shoes I reminisce about the many hours I worked, the money I saved just to have them accompany me to parties, to complete my shoe closet - better yet - complete my entire wardrobe. She emerges from the back in what seems like hours and I quickly try them (adhering to my blase charade). "Fine, I'll take them." At the register she reads me the total monotonously (as if $760.00 is a normal price for a pair of shoes). I surrender my debit card and just like that the shoes are mine. Walking out of Holt's with my magenta bag I am euphoric. On my way home a girlfriend calls to tell me the plans for that night. An opportunity to wear my regal red-soled shoes? An opportunity to be admired by all the men and envied by all the women? I'm in! Wait - I just spent my last penny on these shoes. Guess i'll have to re-open my account at the Bank of Mom - at least for a little while.
Now these glitter, peep-toe stunners are likely worth every penny (if you're an LA girl hitting movie premieres or awards shows). Unfortunately, I'm just suburban girl who sometimes joins the King West crowd - so not worthy of glitter Louboutin's. While Cinderella wasn't an LA girl, she did go to a fabulous ball, not to mention marry royalty. So,what was her fairy Godmother thinking sending her out in those glass slippers and where was Rachel Zoe when she was really needed?
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