Yesterday, I bought shoes.  Shoes, man!  I never buy shoes because eh, who has the time and size ten shoes that actually look nice and don't cost a boatload of money are often hard to come by.  Yes, I wear a size ten.   Apparently, the women of Boca do not because each shoe store and department store salesperson blinked, laughed or said, "you're joking, right?!" I prevailed though. I didn't slink back to troll the interweb for Ginormica foot apparel or hit up a Target like I often do.  I returned to my hotel room triumphant. I bought shoes.  Not practical mom-looking shoes either.  Real, big girl shoes with a cute buckle.  Then I had some chocolate cake.  It was a good day. … [Read more...]