5.30.2010

A Girl's Best Friend

Just returned from an excursion to see Sex and the City 2 with my mom and sister, and I was struck by a train of inspiration. Amidst truly philosophical and existential topics discussed in the film, such as marriage, motherhood and fidelty... one crucial concept jumped out at me like the gay population for Liza Minelli at Stanford and Anthony's wedding. The key to true happiness and success, the one thing I've been lacking for all these years, is most simply... great shoes.

Not just good shoes, or decent shoes, or even reasonably priced shoes.

I'm talking hard core, red-soled, 4-inch works of art for your feet. It was apparent to me during the movie that Sex and the City isn't a moiving film about feminism and friendship and "finding yourself". It is just a vehicle for us die-hard fashionistas to gawk and gaze and drool over the gorgeous Louboutins Carrie wears to aforementioned wedding, or signature purple peeptoe platforms that the girls use to distinguish Charlotte from a crowd of burka-clad women.

Let's face it Diamonds, you are no match for the more functional accessory. Shoes are truly a girl's best friend.

And I'm positive Sarah Jessica Parker would have to agree with this sentiment. Oh, and Alex? I could not care less about your attitude towards said individual! Remember the midterm!!

In light of this, I have endowed upon myself a search, quest if you will, for a great pair of shoes to wear to the wedding of two of my best friends, at which I am fortunate enough to hold the title of Bridesmaid. (Congrats Katie & Paul! I love you both!) Stipulations: they must be silver (to match the dress) and they must be heels (so I am not dwarfed by the other taller bridesmaids... I'm looking at you, Amanda!)

So I look to you for inspiration, miss Carrie Bradshaw (Preston?), O Sultan of Style, O Goddess of Gorgeous, O Fictional Figurehead of Fashion. Guide my poor, deprived size 7 feet to the perfect shoe and help me to gain the confidence you, Charlotte, Miranda, and (especially) Samantha so inspirationally possess. For it is only then that I can be assured of my own fashionality. (Yes, I do believe I just created that word. Diction cannot cage me!)
I pray to thee.
Amen.

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