I had to make a last minute run to the grocery store. Emergency. You don't want to know. But even late at night, who am I to skimp on style? So, here's how it went:
Ladies: Ma'am?!? Ma'am?!?
me: (slowly turning around, fearing an emergency) huh?
Ladies: those shoes, are crazy good!
me: oh, thanks!!
Ladies: I've never seen anything so sexy! I need them!
me: laugh, ha-ha, thanks!
Ladies: I've got to have some! Where did you get them?
me: I actually got these in New York last fall (my personal congratulations for finishing the NYC marathon).
Ladies: ooooh, even better! Of course they are from New York!
Ladies: I'm serious, I've got to have some. Can I buy them from you?
me: wow, thanks! I really like them, too, so they aren't for sale.
Ladies: (one lady to the other) you don't even know what size they are! You can't be serious.
Ladies: (other lady to the first) Oh yes I am. What size are they?
me: haha, they are size 6.
Ladies: (other lady at this point) Would you sell them for 700 dollars?
me: hahahahahahahaha, well that's a bit much. Like I said, I really like them, they aren't for sale.
Ladies: What would it take?
me: hahaha, I really thank you, but they aren't for sale.
So, after that, I was talking it over with peeps, who suggested that I keep a blog where people can see my shoes and where to get them. I thought it might be fun, so here I am.
The blog grabs its moniker from 2 heros - Jimmy Choo (of the most fabulous shoes) and Deena Kastor (of the most excellent running). I also really like to run, so this may chronicle my adventures over the miles, be they in heels or running shoes.
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