I have a new True Love.
There, I said it. I have found a new Farm Boy to my Buttercup, a new Shrek to my Fiona, a new reduced-fat blueberry coffee cake to my grande mocha light frappucino.
Love, thy name is Bridget. Born Bridget.
Mom bought me these shoes a couple weeks ago, because I’m a total weenie. After only a week of heading back and forth between my desk and the copy machine, walking a few blocks to grab lunch, and spending hours on my feet sorting and filing, my feet were KILLING ME. All those cute work heels I bought? They each have a bit of the devil in them.
So my mom, being a mom, bought me some cute Born shoes.
These may be my first Born shoes, but they’re definitely not my last. My newest hobby is browsing the Born website and window-shopping which pair I’m going to buy next. I’m a TOTAL convert. Between Born, Birkenstocks, and Keens, I don’t think I’ll ever buy another pair of shoes at Payless ever again. I’m utterly in love.
Even though I could really use some new work clothes, I think shoes take priority–maybe even priority over yarn (yes, you read that right!) The only question is, which to buy next?
My birthday’s next month…if anybody of the gift-giving inclination is reading this, please know that cash and/or zappos gift certificates and/or shoeline gift certificates would be most welcome
Any other Born addicts out there?
PS>Please notice that many of these shoes would lend themselves well to being paired with hand-knitted socks. No coincidence!