Don’t Mention The Shoes

08Jun08

I’m officially a rampant consumer and now the proud owner of not one but TWO laptops. Yes, one is old and has a broken hinge and a paltry paltry (I typed ‘platry’ both times then. Stupid disfunctional fingers) 60gb hard drive, no battery life to speak of, and a non-functioning CD/DVD Drive, but it still does pretty much everything I need it to do – except actualy be portable, given it doesn’t close. I can’t help but feel a little dirty every time I wak into my lounge room and see two laptops, open and on and waiting for me to use them (and let’s not even mention the PS3 and the LCD TV – our flat absolutely reeks of aspiration …) – and yet, I so love my new little baby and it’s big big hard drive (and insane amount of RAM). If you could see it you’d love it too. Trust me.

Big big hard drives. RAM. And who said computers weren’t sexy?

But yes, I am single handedly responsible for any rise in sea levels over the past week. Sorry about that.

I was in David Jones yesterday desperately trying to find something fun on which to squander the gift card I got for Christmas and, as usual, realising that I am just not a David Jones kind of girl. Everything they sell is either ugly or ridiculously overpriced (or both) (mostly both).

And then I found myself in the shoe section and in a world fraught with disappointment and betrayal.  Twice.

First, when I found a very cute pair of Camper flats in the bargain bin for $90. Campers! For $90! And practical, given I actually need a new pair of non-holey flats! $90 Campers I actually have a use for! And cute! But sadly only in a size 36, and not a generous 36 I could ram my feet into and convince myself would stretch. Damn my huge huge size 38 feet.

And secondly when I found these boots (or boots so very similar to these boots, but not Chanel). Also for $90. I had all sorts of visions of my life instantly becoming an UES fairy-tale, Serena Van Der Woodsen-style. Sadly, there was a catch, and the catch was this: they didn’t have the grey. They only had bright orange-red and bright purple. Neither of which are particularly ‘Serena’, and are actually quite gross.

I just have to keep reminding myself that there is nothing practical about those boots. Because there is nothing practical about those boots. Nothing. Except … sigh.

So I bought kitchenware instead. And came home and made raspberry friands.

And now I’m going to go and make cookies while streaming Veronica Mars from my new laptop through the PS3 onto the big-screen.

And who said life sucked?

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