The Theoretical Shopaholic

Neerrrrrrrrrds!

Also, I might need these. via dcwomenkickingass:

The French designer Andre just introduced a new line of shoes inspired by the women of DC Comics. We, of course, have Converse sneakers with Catwoman and, earlier, Wonder Woman. France steps up the chic factor with these.

They are not available online. I checked. And they are pretty pricey. Actually, very pricey. They start at around $177 for the flats.

Still want them.

My incredibly interesting, not at all shallow ups and downs from the past five minutes: These Comme des Garçons shoes arrived in the mail from Etsy vendor Vacation Vintage (whee!). They seemed to be too small (boo). I Ugly Stepsistered my way into them (ouch). They relaxed a bit and seem to fit fine and look fab (happy birthday to me, indeed).

Harrowing, I know.

In defense of swapping over shopping, Exhibit A: These Louboutin blue suede pumps, cast off by a friend (let’s just say wearing ‘something blue’ to your wedding isn’t always a lucky charm), now on my feet. Cost to me: $0. Well, I’ve got to make her a trade, and she may suffer from swapper’s remorse and take them back, but for now, zero Canadian dollars.

It’s still chilly out, I’m in workout gear and I haven’t worn a heel over 3” in like a decade. But I’m wearing these patterned wedges ($125) from the Julian Louie x ALDO collaboration and it feels so good.

So is it going to snow again or what? It started as soon as I got these cute lil’ sandals ($70) from Aldo, and now that it’s getting slightly warmer, I’m afraid to take them out and tempt the fates again. I definitely don’t dare pack away my winter coats – that would probably bring on a blizzard.

Saw a pair of these crazy kicks at a consignment shop in New York for $150. They’re Jeremy Scott for Adidas. Probably could have bought them, worn them once and sold them on Craigslist or something (or conivnced myself I would then let them rot in a drawer). Resisted the urge. Maybe when I was 13 and had optical illusions on my silver Doc Martens.

Holy hell, it’s snowing again. Just when I think my definitely-not-for-winter leather riding boots can finally get me through the season, we get another storm. Those boots were beautiful – the softest, smoothest black leather – but they’re beat, and it’s my own fault. I treated them with weather-all and had the soles reinforced… but only after salt had eaten through the heels and scuffed the toes.

All that to say that I think it’s time to just give in and get some Sorel boots. They’re classic so-nerdy-they’re-cool chic, and they remind me of my childhood. I’m just kicking myself for not buying a pair last spring, when they were on sale. Between that missed opportunity and my ruined riding boots, it’s clear my foresight is a tad off.

One of the (many) problems with only shopping in theory is the constant temptation, not only in the form of fashion spreads and design blogs, but from friends who feel they’re doing a good deed by letting me know about a crazy sale or hook-up. Case in point: just got an email from a friend letting me know he could get me some Nicholas Kirkwood pumps for a song. I’ll admit, my fashion radar is a bit rusty and I had to look him up. Now I want them not only because they’re cute, but because I realize what an insanely good deal I’d be getting.

On the plus side, we’ve been hit by a snowstorm, so getting flamboyant heels would be incredibly silly. On the minus, we’ve been hit by a snowstorm, so getting flamboyant heels would be incredibly silly.

These are my Manolos. Or at least they were, up until last week. I’m selling them (among other things) through Canadian site My Ex Closet, which is basically an online consignment shop with an international audience. Great for all those designer pieces you’ve grown out of, size- or style-wise, but that are too nice for a garage sale and too new for Etsy. Or the ones that have still got tags.

The shoes are only $200 and barely worn. I think I trotted them out twice before realizing a designer sz. 40 is a low-rent 39. I’ve got quite a few other items listed, including this cute Prada top for $75 and this brand new Club Monaco trench for $60. I really had trouble parting with that one. It looks sweet and retro on, but I am a klutz and it’s just not safe to have my arms constrained.

Now how to keep myself from spending all my money on other people’s stuff (including these Acne jeans)?