Dollop a Daisy
Things I want, probably won’t get
Today in things that make me say, woo! — boots made of mesh and daisies, daisies and mesh. Does Ace of Base come to mind for anyone else at the sight of these? How about Mayim Bialik ca. Blossom? Our birthdays are not very far apart. I’m just throwing that out there, but I digress.
When you see white flowers emblazoned across a shoe that features a yellow stiletto heel, you don’t ask questions, you just go where they want to take you. In a series that starts and ends today called, Things I Want, Probably Won’t Get, how does one justify the purchasing of white and yellow booties, care of Manolo Blahnik and priced upward of $1,000?
Easy answer: one doesn’t.
More ambitious answer: one quickly but adeptly learns the art and technique of open heart surgery and in doing so rearranges a couple of other organs, misplacing a kidney, eventually selling it, et voila: residual chump change left over for pizza.
On an unrelated but likely more important note, too: Have you heard of FarmersOnly.com (tag line: city folk just don’t get it)? Who’s up for a social experiment?