man, i do love shoes.

Ever since I was a kid.  I developed this fascination for shoes early.  I'd open my mom's shoe cabinet and gawk at the rows and rows of shoes.  Of course to a 5-year old, they seemed larger than life.  I'd prop myself up on a stool to reach for the "pretty" ones on the top shelf, specifically a pair of high-heeled peacock blue satin pumps.  I'd trot around the dining room and revel in the clicking and clacking of the heels against the marble floor.  Oh it was such a marvelous sound.  I always thought, when I grew bigger, I should own shoes like these.  Fast forward to present day, I don't even want to start counting the pairs I own.  Most of my shoes are at least 3-inches high, with a preference for stiletto.  I love pumps.  It is my staple, especially pointy ones.

When I met with Niko, he asked me what height I'm comfortable wearing and I instantly said 3 inches!  He said he could imagine me in peep-toe heels, tea-stained to match my vintage theme.  Oooh, nice.  He also asked if I had plans of getting luxurious shoes because if that was the case, he'd just sew me a plain 'ol sundress.  YEAH RIGHT, I wish I could afford it.  Well, I can dream.  So since I'm a stickler for inducing pain on myself, I went ahead and surfed for dream shoes.  Oh drool.  I'm actually palpitating as I'm uploading these.

From right, clockwise:  Pedro Garcia Dannie satin pumps; Christian Louboutin satin sandals; Claudio Merazzi CM317 Dress shoes; Jimmy Choo; Emilio Pucci Piperlime.  Below:  Satin ruffle sandals from Steve Madden; White peep toe by Christian Louboutin.