on the subject of self-reward
uncaring or bored about the particular shoe criteria of this girl.
Now don't tell my smart new red TOMS that they weren't my first choice. The plumb wool cordones were SOLD OUT in my size, so I went my next favorite. I'm still quite pleased. My lover chose the Kenya cordones, and I admit - I now want them too.
(Can we pull off matching shoes? Hmmm. It makes my stomach a little sick to see it, so I am guessing NO.)
I hope the shoeless African children appreciate the extent to which I am willing to invest in their health!