Jimmy Choo broke me

I was doing really well not shopping. My friend and family were quite impressed I was able to last as long as I did without buying anything. No nail polish, no lipsticks, no clothes (except for that one time that didn’t happen), and no shoes!

That was until I went home for Mother’s Day. My mom, my brother’s girlfriend and I went to Boca Raton Town center to look for a dress for my niece who was turning ONE! We went around the whole mall looking for the perfect dress. While in search for this dress we slightly detoured through the shoe departments. Of course we had to. My mom wanted some shoes so we wanted her to try on the ones she was interested in. I was telling my brother’s girlfriend she was bringing a crack addict (me) to a crack house every time we went into the shoe department.

Things were going really well. I stayed away from all the beautiful DVF dresses and all those beautiful shoes which were calling out to me. That was until we went into Saks Fifth Avenue. Coincidentally that was also the last store we were stopping in to look for my niece’s dress.

Passing by the shoes department, conveniently located at the front entrance of the store, I saw they had these beautiful Jimmy Choos on sale. Just for fun we stopped and tried them on. I was in love. I wanted them. They fit perfect. They looked amazing on my feet. I was really trying to stay strong. I even text my husband to see if I should get them. Hoping he would say no. He was being amicable that day because he text  me back and said I should get them. I was really shocked. I asked the salesperson (who was really sweet) to put them aside while I went to shop for my niece’s dress.

As we were looking around the store and the kids department I convinced myself not to buy the shoes.  We left the store and walked back to the car. I did not find a dress for my niece after visiting all the department stores. I was looking for something semi dressy and cute for a garden party. Good thing I had already purchased something from Saks online so I was not too torn up about not finding something.

As we were walking back to the car I called my husband and asked him if he wanted to buy the  shoes for me for my upcoming birthday. He said “sure.” I was already at the point in my decision where any word of encouragement would steer me towards buying those beautiful shoes.

So when we got to the car I asked my friend to stop by Saks so I could run in and buy the shoes!!!! Oh my God, I can’t believe it. I bought the shoes. Can I file them under “Birthday Present?” I really want to but if I am being honest with myself I broke my resolution after doing so well for four months.

I want to say they are worth it.


I wore them that same night. We went to the movies. I was loving wearing my shoes until this happened:


The sidewalks in Downtown Ft. Lauderdale have cobblestone. The first night of me wearing these shoes and I ruined the heels in the cobblestone. I wanted to cry when it happened. It ruined the high of buying my shoes. I was so sad.  Now I have to get them fixed.

I have worn those shoes multiple time since I got them. I added more damage to them from the driveway at my parents house. They still look fabulous.

Jimmy Choo is my weakness. Can you blame me? What I am afraid of is that with this one purchase I will somehow find a way to justify buying more stuff. I didn’t feel to bad about these shoes since I wore them several times already. I think I would have felt worse if I had gotten these shoes and they just sat in the box like other shoes I have purchased.

I can do this…right? NO I OBVIOUSLY CAN’T! but I will do better.

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One Response to Jimmy Choo broke me

  1. H. E. Lexus says:

    Always dislike damaging the heels. These are some great shoes. 😉


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