Last Friday I left my office a little earlier than usual to do some shopping after work, intending to head over to J Crew and spend a thousand dollars on a pair of pants and two pairs of socks – seriously, why the hell is J Crew so expensive?? – when some fabulous shoes in the 9 West sales window caught my eye.
I don’t think of myself as a 9 West girl and am able to walk by their windows every day on my way into the office without so much as giving them a glance, but last Friday they had some babies in the window that were sitting there, calling my name: “Madhuri, Madhuri, we’re waiting for you. Come get us.”
You laugh, but I am serious, sometimes shoes just call out to me, but I digress.
Where was I?
Oh yeah. So I’m walking down Sixth Avenue and…
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