Shopping's not my bag.

I spent an inordinate amount of time yesterday shopping for shoes to wear to my book-signing. Not that I don't have shoes, although I haven't bought any for years. I just thought it would be fun to have a new pair of kicky little slides that sort-of matched my teal-ish outfit. (Trying to sound fashion-aware here.) I was amazed at all the 6-inch heels I saw in the stores. Do women actually wear those things? Well, of course they do. I've seen them on American Idol. I can't begin to imagine what that does to your back and hips, not to mention your poor feet. Anyway, I found a pair I liked with a 2-inch heel that isn't clunky, color just-right, but had to drive to a second store to get them in my size. On sale, of course. I'm all set now. Won't have to go into a store until just before Christmas.