Shoe Love. All's Well That Ends Well.

The shoe hunt is OVER.  I have left no sole left unturned in my hunt for just the right glass slipper for the ball.  Careening from wedges, to kitten heels, to saying "what the heck" and pursuing the tall skinny heels that were calling my name to....a wonderful compromise. 

Nine West, satin, open-toe w/ a hidden platform and a nice thick heel that provide plenty of stability.  No sinking in the dirt for me!  Which is good, because it would be a shame to ruin these shoes.  The material is a a soft silvery white that I can wear again.  Not often, but we have the occasional black tie event at work.  I'll be ready for the next one.

It looks even better in real life, maybe I'll do our practice dance in them tomorrow.