Last night I asked Jason "what shoes should I wear to the Blogher Conference?" His answer was simply "comfortable ones". I should have known better than to ask a man for his opinion over something as important as shoes. I decided that rather than stress over such a life altering decision, I would wait until the following morning to see what shoes fit best with my mood.
When I woke up this morning it was definitely feeling like a sneaker day, but what sneakers?!? I have my trusty old Chucks that are starting to fall apart, but are so comfortable and have character. I love my Chucks but I did vow recently to retire them gracefully before they completely die.
My other option is my brand new, khaki and green Reeboks, which are patiently awaiting the retirement of my Chucks so they can have their time in the sun. I love them and think they are brilliant, but am having trouble making the big switch. Perhaps today would be their day, maybe they will finally make it out of the closet.
I know by now you're on the edge of your seat wondering which shoes made it to the Conference. The suspense is consuming you much the same way that the decision consumed me.
Well, I'm happy to announce that my Chucks made one more outing and went to BlogHer. And they did just fine, perhaps this is the right send off they needed.
And in a weird twist of fate, this is the girl I latched on to for dear life at BlogHer.