Thursday, April 16, 2009

Robot Chic

When making purchases, I tend to live by the motto, "If you don't love it, don't buy it." I developed this motto from my early years as an adolescent when each season upon going through my closet I would have a closet full of clothes with the tags still on or if I did manage to realize after getting the newly acquired piece home, that it wasn't so fabulous after all, having to return it because it just didn't suit me. These experiences taught me not to make impulsive buys. Often times, if I'm not quite sure about a purchase, I'll walk away and if I'm still thinking about it the next day, then go back and make the purchase. The end result being that I end up with a home full of things that I just adore and would not want to live without. Now with all of the above having been said, Tuesday night, I was sifting through some random blogs and came across the Christian Louboutin Robot 120 Ankle Boots. Insert gag here and see photos below.
I think I died and went straight to heaven when I clicked on the link and these lovely little ladies appeared on my screen. My first thought was how absolutely FABULOUS they were and then my second thought what would I wear with them??? Thinking I had nothing in my closet and that this purchase would require an entirely new outfit, I dismissed the golden girls and went about my blog hopping. As the night wore on and the sandman began his dark magic, the edgy but gilded beauties again popped into my head. Dismissing the vision and being too tired to do anything about it at that time anyway, I drifted off to a deep and peaceful sleep.

The next morning as I was preparing my morning fix in the form of dark, black coffee diminished only by a drop of creamer, again I thought of the shoes. As my fashion sense tends to be a bit more conservative and classic than the genre of Louboutin's Robot 120s, I just could not come up with a scenario befitting the adorning of such a fab pair. However, I am a shoe fanatic and do treat my shoes as my very own babies or if you will, trophies. I dream of one day having a closet where all my shoes will be encased in a glass display with spot lights gleaming down on each shoe, highlighting all the best angles and unique details. In fact, up until recently I did not own very many basic shoes. You do understand what I mean by basic, right? The classic black pump, strappy black sandal, or low heeled black boot. Instead of a black pump, it was a sling back with a black and white striped heel, a black patent leather toe, with a white matte leather stripe, and a pink grosgrain ribbon courtesy of Beverly Johnson. Rather than opt for the strappy black sandal, I selected a black suede stilleto (the stilleto being red) with a peep toe and a red leather flower via Charles David. You get the picture...I like my shoes, like my cars and my travel locales...exotic. And I realized that somehow these little metallic booties fit the mold. I began to think, well, if I don't have anything to wear with them, I could always just walk around in my apartment in them, sans clothes. And please, don't tell me I'm the only one who does that. Well, by the horrified gasp I think I'm hearing, maybe I am. Hey, don't judge, it makes me feel sexy and we all need to feel good about ourselves, don't we!?! That thought gets the blood flowing, literally (insert devious chuckle) and I start to rethink my earlier dismissal. I make a break for the computer as if I'm at the 10 yard line and the goal is in clear view...don't really know why I did that, as I live alone and it's not as if I had to beat someone to the mom would probably say it's what she's been saying for most of my life, that I'm a few dots shy of a die.

BTW, I figured it would be a disservice to all fashionistas worldwide to only wear the Louboutins Robot 120s while at home and while probably a ton of fun, a disservice nevertheless, so peep the pic below to see what I came up with. Toodles!

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