In her shoes

I saw them midweek while at the Mac counter at Nordstrom. They looked classy, yet trendy, sexy, but also comfortable. They were obviously the newest set of “it” shoes of the season.

After my purchase, I headed to the shoe department to purchase the shoes, but it didn’t look like Nordstrom sold the pair. Hence the beginning of my quest for the season’s hottest shoes.

Most department stores had a similar style, but not the exact pair I wanted. I was looking for espadrille wedge sandals with a peek toe design on a black canvas upper trim. The choices either had sling backs, covered toes, extra ribbons, shiny material, or a different color. I was so determined to find the pair I wanted; I decided not to settle for anything more or less.

I visited every mall and department store in Irvine, Santa Ana, Costa Mesa, and Newport Beach. I also visited discount stores, thrift stores, and even Payless Shoe Stores. I also searched the web, but I could not find them.

Even more determined now, I decided to dedicate a portion of my weekend to finding the shoes. I was also open to the possibility of visiting stores in North County, or even driving over to Los Angeles again in search for these shoes.

On the 405, I remembered a coworker speaking fondly of another store that usually carries brand name items. I saw the store, so I exited immediately and went in.

Lo and behold, there they were. Exactly like the girl’s. Perfect!

I hurriedly found my size and tried them on.

I turned around to face the mirror and gasped.

The bloody shoes did not look flattering on me at all!

All that time and energy spent on researching, finding, driving around, looking for these pair of shoes and they end up not looking good on me. Needless to say, I did not take them home. (I did consider purchasing them anyway because I have searched for them too long—but what’s the point if I don’t wear them? I developed this habit of only purchasing items only if I absolutely love them).

Though this particular situation deals with something materialistic and perhaps even superficial, my determination to reach a goal, and getting what I want was reinforced. At least now I know I shouldn’t get those shoes.

Through various experiences, I learned to set goals and work hard on achieving them. Though some may argue that it was not worth it and I ended up wasting valuable time and effort; I beg to differ. I think it is better to find a closure on things. Instead of constantly daydreaming about all the “what ifs”, whether it be a boy, a job, a degree, or God knows what else. At least now I can put an end to it and deal with the reality, though often times it's harder.