Years went by and the shoe collection grew with my salary. Came the brands too, the Choo’s, Burberry, Lanvin, Wietzman, etc. And then the bags. It grew like an obsession under the pretense that “I couldn’t afford them when I was a poor, young girl, I’m just catching up with what I couldn’t have then.”
I recently made an inventory of the pairs I have and I kind got disappointed with myself. No, not kind of. I was disappointed with my self and embarrassed. All those hard-earned money. And I asked myself?