Hallelujah!

It's story time.
Nanette, I can so side with your story about telling (screaming) to others with pride about a cheap shoe find. "Where'd you get those shoes?"
"TARGET"
"PAY LESS"
"ROSS"
"TJ MAXX"
"wal-mart"

But, the shoes I found the other day will be a hidden secret, from those that ask me. So consider yourselves lucky, internet.

About three weeks ago I was in Target browsing the shoe section. Same old, same old until I spotted them. Check these puppies out.

Aren't they beautiful? I love a regular, simple black mary jane. Mary janes are my favorite style of shoes. And three-inch heels are my favorite height of heel. Holla!

All the average size feet women bought them out and only size 5.5 were available.
Crap!

Each time, eh, practically every day I found myself in Target.
Each time I'd saunter by the shoes and check for my size. Nada at each and every Target.
I'm talking about at least three different locations. I couldn't blame them, this shoe is super cute. Who wouldn't buy it? and $23, puhleeze, I'd buy it in another color, as well, if they offered.
With each visit came defeat and woe. Maybe my feet were not deserving.

One day, I opted to Pay Less for a cheap shoe fix. I found these.
I don't know what color to wear them with nor do I even know what color to call that boot.

They say tan; but in person they are a very, very light camel--almost the color of that construction paper you practiced writing cursive on in 3rd grade. You know the kind; the manilla color--maybe that's it, they are manilla; a very light manilla.

And, I know denim goes with anything, but I like to wear skirts or gaucho pants with boots--to show off the boot. Oh my, am I conceited? If it's a boot, don't you want everyone to see that? What's the point of covering the boot shaft (that's what its called! Get out the gutter) and not showing it off?

As I stood in front of Pay Less' mirror---oh and thank you genius you thought of full length mirrors in a shoe store. I hate those lil dwarf mirrors, where you can only see the shoe and up to your calf. I want to see all of me and how fab the shoe will look on, with all of me. OK, just a wee bit conceited...

A co-shopper, woman stopped and said the boot looked great on me and that she, too was buying a pair. I told her my dilemma, she replied that nothing matches nowadays anyway so I could wear it with anything. True. I just couldn't justify it.
So I left and went to Target (for a scarf) and the Target is next door to the Pay Less. It wasn't a far trip to travel for budget shopping.

Since I was at Target, I stopped by the shoe department. No luck with the mary janes. Then a voice in my head said to just check out the other aisles of shoes.

Some people (OK, is it just me or have I been saying her name too much lately?) say that intuition is God speaking to you. That day I believed her.
Now, I know they weren't speaking of the Shoe God, but still---it's amazing what you'll believe and when you'll believe it. If shopping were a religion, I'd be at church every day.

Because. Right there, in the wrong aisle, with the wrong brand, and in the wrong box were my mary janes and in my size. They were the only misplaced shoes in the aisle.

God wanted me to have these shoes.
I believe it, I know it. Each time I wear them, I'll click my heels, thank the Tar-Jay God and tell no one.
They are too cute and I want them all to myself!