Confessions of a Heelaholic

I love shoes. I love clothes, but I love shoes more. Because shoes always fit. Clothes don't always fit my body. I'm too big busted, my stomach is too large, my arms don't fit in the sleeves, etc. I do have a lot of clothes, though. I wear about half, and the other half I keep for when I am fit.

I always want shoes. Whenever I feel down or depressed, I bought shoes. When I felt happy and needed to celebrate something, I bought shoes. But I have been so good lately. I have not bought shoes in 4 1/2 months!

I still look at them. I try them on, touch them, and picture what outfits I would wear with them. Because you know the whole outfit revolves around the shoe...

A little piece of heaven

My cupboard is getting too full! But I can't part with any of my shoes. I only wear about half of them, but I never know when I'll need one of the other pairs. So I just hold onto them. I need my mom out here to help me - she is good at telling me the difference of what I need and what I want. Although shoes are a need in my book.

I have decided that after every 10 pounds I lose, I will buy myself a new pair of shoes. So 60 pounds = 6 pairs of shoes by the end of this 'journey'. Although, I'm pretty sure I'll need a pedicure to go along with the shoes...

Today I was 192.6 - I'm down 3 pounds!