While in L.A., I found these Pierre Hardy shoes on sale at Neiman Marcus.
A 37 was too small. A 38 was too big. Apparently, one 37.5 exists in the universe and the store is sending it to me. I’m very particular about how shoes fit, so I suspect I will be returning this pair. I am definitely not going to sacrifice comfort for non-fish feet shoes. But let’s hope for the best!
I get very annoyed by unpredictability of shoe sizes. I typically fall in between a 36.5 and a 37. Basically, I need a 36.75. I’m ashamed to say that this has led to a certain amount of pouting in shoe departments.
Thursday Book Club will be posted later today, I hope. I’m a bit behind with life in general due to traveling and a cold, and I wouldn’t want to do a disservice to a queen with a sloppy report.
UPDATED TO ADD: When I was doing a search for a picture of the shoes, I got this fabulous Google ad:
“I can’t believe I ever shopped
for Gold Shoes elsewhere” C.J.
Thanks, C.J.! Now I know where to go for gold shoes in the future. Why didn’t you speak up sooner?