If there's two things I know about the Man Upstairs (or Woman, or Wombat - whichever image you prefer), it's that (1) He has a keen sense of irony and (2) He appreciates a good pair of shoes. After all, if He created the Earth and all the beauty in it, surely that includes accessories?
Following this unassailable logic, I'm treating you today to a shoe two-fer which just arrived here at Pretty HQ - yes, hot on the heels (edited to add: can't believe I missed the obvious "Jesus Heels" line here - thanks, Z!) of my no-shop Lent resolution. These treats for the feet, for me & Master P respectively, were ordered on sale before my fashion fatwah went into effect, thus technically falling under the well-known "I ordered these before making a tricky and unlikely to succeed resolution and foolishly announcing it to the Interwebs" Lenten exception. You know the one - it's constantly being cited in Supreme Court opinions and such.
Ahem. Behold the cute yet sensible shoes, and the silliness that ensues when the mama tries to coax the toddler into taking cute yet sensible shoe photos:
|Mine / His|
Whatever. See above about cute shoes, and tricky Lenten resolutions, and focusing on what's really important grumble grumble grumble . . .