oh brother!

i'm glad my brother agreed to go to the mall with me this weekend since he could be there to pick out a new perfume (apologies, men do not wear perfume, they wear cologne) for his birthday..

what else do i get? my very own shoe critic at nordstrom..

was jazzed to find these taupe suede booties by elizabeth and james marked down twice, imagined them dressing up skinny jeans, pictured them with mini skirts and dark tights, and pulled them on expecting a cinderella moment..

instead i get this, "no! those shoes make you look like you belong on a farm! cow hooves!"

poof! cinderella moment was gone..how could i possibly think to buy "cow hooves"?!