Shopping. Oh, Joy.

Last November, I got a new job. And after many years of working from home, my wardrobe was ... lacking.

Unless you counted jeans and sweaters, that is. But this job required something a little more professional.

So I went shopping. Which is not exactly my favorite thing.

(Shopping for other people? Love it. For myself? Not so much.)

Problem solved, right? Well, for a while. I had trousers and long-sleeve button down shirts and cute little jackets and scarves -- all perfect for winter/early spring. But now it's getting warmer. The sun is starting to make an appearance. And bundling up in my winter wardrobe is looking more and more wrong.

So now I have to go shopping. Again. For short sleeved shirts and capris and skirts. And shoes. Open toe and sandals and who knows what else?

I probably should be looking forward to it, but I really do have no sense of what looks good on me, or what works together. I can find a single great piece, but it'll sit in my closet for ages if I don't buy the entire outfit to go with it. If I could hand over a budget to someone else and have them pick out my wardrobe for me, I'd be thrilled.

But until I can do that, I guess I'm on my own. Unless you want to help! What spring-y clothing should be on my must-buy list this year?

What, more about shoes??

Several people have asked about the shoes I was wearing at ECWC that attracted so much attention. I honestly don't know why they were so interesting, they're just shoes, but it was so hilarious! After PG and Erin decided to turn it into a drinking game, er, contest, every time someone noticed them we all just cracked up. So here are the shoes I was wearing:

Damn I'm not a good photographer. Oh well. These pink shoes above have a story. They are my "Michael Jackson" shoes. I know, they don't look like something he would have worn. The story is, we went to California the day after Michael Jackson died and we thought while we were in Los Angeles we should go to Hollywood Boulevard and see all the commotion. Just to see it. So we did. It was crazy, people lined up to see his star, crying, leaving a mountain of stuffed bears, security and television cameras everywhere. Well, I turned around and THERE WAS A SHOE STORE! Right there by MJ's star!(DSW) I went in and saw these pink shoes and had to have them. So every time I wear them I think of Michael Jackson.


These black ones are my newest and I know they're ridiculously high but I love them. I was threatened twice with bodily harm by ladies who wanted them.

And last, my boots. The TSA guy who made me take them off in the airport was quite interested in them.

So there y'all go, those are the shoes!