June 4, 2010


Filed under: Change — Chantelle @ 12:45 pm
I used to hate to go shoe shopping.

Shoes are expensive, and a pain in the ass. You have to sit around and try on three gazillion pairs, and none of them feel like the worn in pair of sneakers you’ve been wearing for at least a year now.

Most of my shoes throughout high school and my first few years of university were actually mens shoes. They fit nice, and while they didn’t look all that feminine, who cares?

Granted, at that time my outfit staples were a baggy pair of jeans, a beer box t-shirt, and a backwards hat.

I didn’t really notice myself change until lately. I slowly started buying dress shoes (hating every minute of it). My thoughts were that if they pinched and hurt my feet, they weren’t worth spending a bunch of money on. After all, who wants to walk around on their toes looking like an idiot?

As of October of 2008, my shoe collection looked like this:

Black Platforms

I had a pair of dress shoes that looked a lot like this – except instead of the cute flip-flop style with the cherries, they had a fat, black band across them. I bought these around grade 8/9, and got the most wear out of them in grade 10.

Grad Shoes

 This pair, I bought for my grade 12 graduation (except mine were silver). They were probably the first pair of heels I actually enjoyed wearing.

Platform Shoes

Again, I had a pair similar to this, but mine weren’t as cute. Mine had the buckle, but no skull, zipper, rivets… you get the point. I have no idea what possessed me to buy these. I probably just wanted to get out of the store. These are still in my closet today — right underneath my boyfriend’s work boots.


In terms of my runners, they looked a lot like this, except black (and the hole at the toe wasn’t quite that big).

Needless to say, I have come a long way since 2008.

The office culture changed me. Being surrounded by people who obsess over shoes (seriously, my boss has a shoe calendar) has changed the way that I think about them. No longer are they just something to keep my feet from getting cut while walking down the street. They define you.

I have three pairs of shoes that I am really love right now. (Okay, so the first one is a pair of boots, but who’s counting?)


I have a pair of boots very similar to this one that I absolutely love. They look great, and are soo comfortable. I can wear them underneath dress pants at work, or I can put them over top of skinny jeans or leggings when I’m out — This boots were really the turning point for me. I knew that I needed a pair of boots like these, and I drooled over them for about a year before I actually bought them.

Purple shoes

I wore my purple shoes to grad, so some of you have seen them peeking out there. Of course, this picture isn’t quite the same as my shoe – but it’s the closest I could fine. Mine are nicer of course – the heel is a little thicker and the suede srap goes a little higher, and there are purple snakeskin accents on the heel and buckle. (which is horizontal instead of vertical.

The other pair of shoes that I have right now that I love are these gorgeous red beauties.

Hot Red Shoes

This is actually the right shoe, if you can believe it.

I went shopping with Elsie about a month ago, and she connived me into convinced me to buy these. She bought the same pair. I am so glad I did – I love these shoes. I wore them all day at work one day in May, and then walked around the the shopping mall wearing them for an hour or so too – I got compliments everywhere I went, and everyone wanted to know where I got them. – it was such a rush.

Both Elsie and I wore them, with our little black dresses this time, when we went to see The Full Monty at the Persephone last month. We got quite a few compliments on them again then, but one in particular stands out. We were on our way out of the parking lot and a group of older ladies was standing there. They all began to compliment us on our shoes, and then one of the ladies said to us “It’s too bad you girls aren’t any older, you would be a shoo-in for the Red Hat Society”.

Much love.

I find myself drooling over more shoes now, something that, based on my background I never, ever expected myself to be doing.

There are three pairs in particular that strike my fancy.

Love these!



This last shoe would be perfect to wear to work. Too bad its $300 .

 Yes, I’m definitely not the tomboy I once was.



  1. Brilliant blog, I hadn’t come across before during my searches!
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    Comment by watch movies online — September 21, 2010 @ 10:36 am | Reply

  2. I’d like shoes more if I had ankles.

    Know anywhere I can buy be a set of kick-ass ankles?

    Comment by KJ — June 14, 2010 @ 11:35 am | Reply

    • Hmm… I don’t know about buying ankles, but you can definitely find shoes that play up your ankles and make them look good.

      Besides, I’m sure you have very nice ankles.

      Comment by spydermunky — June 14, 2010 @ 12:38 pm | Reply

  3. I convinced you to buy them? I was the one who was the convincee, not the convincer…. lol… but seriously, you can never ever ever ever go wrong with a pair of smexy red shoes… Seriously, you need 1 pair of them and a stylish, yet almost Buffy-esque, black heels for those days when you want to beat the world over the proverbial head with a rusty shovel.

    Ergo, a few pairs of heels = mature, girly but not too girly… enough shoes to fill a calendar of days = just plain craziness!

    Comment by crow_seer — June 4, 2010 @ 9:04 pm | Reply

    • Haha I don’t know about that… if it weren’t for your coersivy goodness I wouldn’t have tried on the shoes and fallen in love with them in the first place. It goes as follows.

      1. Mr. Suave salesman shoes you the shoes.
      2. You squeal and ask if they are in your size. Meanwhile I am swooning over purple shoes and trying them on, hardly noticing your outburst
      3. Mr. Suave salesman comes out with the red shoes, in your size and mine.
      4. I am disappointed because the purple shoes don’t quite fit right, and so you attempt to cheer me up by forcing me to try on the red shoes.
      5. I try on red shoes.
      6. I fall in love with red shoes and hobble around with one shoe one for about ten minutes whilst telling you to try on your size.
      7. You try on your size and they make your legs look amazing.
      8. I awkwardly hobble to a mirror to see if my legs look amazing. They look rather crooked, but amazing.
      9. I ask Mr. Suave salesman to try on other shoe.
      10. We strut around in shoes while telling him about how excited we are to go see The Full Monty
      11. Mr. Suave salesman practically faints when he hears the play is in town
      12. We decide we need to buy shoes to wear to play
      13. We buy the shoes

      Therefore, I think it is safe to say that while I eventually convinced you to try on the shoes, you first convinced me to try on the shoes, and therefore you, my dear, were the convinCER, not the convinCEE.

      Case dismissed!

      Comment by spydermunky — June 5, 2010 @ 1:04 am | Reply

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