I really do apologize for the lack of recent posts. Family issues have taken center stage in my life and blogging -while not a priority to begin with- has taken even more of a backseat. Thanks for your patience…if anyone out there is still reading!

There is a Dior store right by my hotel in Vegas. My bank account
is so screwed.

…It’s Christmas time!

People are stupid this time of year.   That is all.

For the record, I also received a 12-pack of Diet Coke and Frango Chocolates. I’ll be in a diabetic coma if you need me.

We Love Colors is all over the place, sponsoring meetups here and there and everywhere (we really appreciate it!) which is FABULOUS because my favorite socks in my dresser are my peach-colored socks from We Love Colors.  The whole “socks for Christmas” thing is a laughable concept, but I would be leaping with 10 lords for joy if I found We Love Colors socks under my tree. Super, super soft, and in every color you could dream up, these socks aren’t your momma’s socks.

A lime green pair of pumps wouldn’t be a bad gift, either.

To my Chicago ladies: socks over tights seems like a really good way to stay warm in this 5° temperature!

**** I am not sponsored by, nor was I enticed to post by We Love Colors. I really am just THAT in love with my socks. For serial!***

Christina Aguilera’s custom-made Christian Louboutin heels from Burlesque fit the bill (if it’s $2,495) with a similar pair.

Make the shoestinista in your life super happy with Mr. Louboutin’s Margot. But make sure to refinance your house first.

(The fire department refused to let us light that many candles for fear of a repeat Chicago-style fire.)

My dad was with me when I bought my very first pair of big-girl career shoes. We went shopping in Michigan after Christmas  when I was in college, and he watched as I tried on

every.

single.

pair.

in the store.

and then when nothing fit, we repeated that at the next store. I’d like to say he didn’t make even a peep of complaint, but I’d be lying. He complained like a sailor on holiday in a dry county.  But he was insistant that we did not leave without the perfect shoes for my internship in the spring semester.

We eventually settled on matte black 4-inch mary jane square-toed heels from Payless and cream bow-detailed slingbacks from Nine West. Both of those shoes were worn out long ago, but the memory I have of my dad holding up ladies’ shoes for two hours is irrevocably carved into my brain.

Today’s holiday gift idea:

Fathers, spend time with your daughters. Even if it’s just to go shoe shopping. It’s not *just*  shoe shopping to us. Even if we look cranky the whole time…

Daughters, try to be understanding when your dad is the most uncool person EVER. They grow up…and so do you.

*****make sure to check out my sister’s post for Dad’s bday over at Miss Vinyl Ahoy!

We’re far too busy picking just the right shoe to be concerned with things like what day it is. Get people like us a calendar and and up you “awesomness quotient” by making it a SHOE calendar.

Shoes: 2011 Mini Wall Calendar [Amazon]

Page-a-Day Gallery Calendar, describled (or described, even!) as “… a parade of glamour and style. Sky-high over-the-knee boots from Jean Rousseau. Vintage Vivier pumps. Plus Jimmy Choos and Jourdans, Casadeis, Manolos, and more. Every one guaranteed to be a perfect fit.” [Amazon]

Yes, I’d like to place an order for January 19. In Blue. Thanks. [Amazon]

What’s better than a year of shoes? 16 months of shoes, like in this 16-month calendar. [Amazon]

Hey! This one looks perfect for me, one Shoe-A-Day. Perfection! [Amazon]

For $75 get $200 to spend at Catherine Malandrino at The Shoppes at The Palazzo on the Strip (Map)

Gorgeous, no? Who WOULDN’T want to shop here? In case you need a point of two of persuasion…

Here’s 11.  (But don’t get the pink ones. Those are mine.)