An open letter to Kristin Davis

Dear Ms. Davis,

You are a great actress. Your character, Charlotte, in Sex & The City is my favorite of all the girls. I also look forward to seeing your new romantic comedy, Couples Retreat, which will be in theatres October 9th.

But dear, sweet Kristin, we must talk about your line of shoes. Believe me, I was thrilled to see your clothing line in stores last Fall. I have several pieces. It's just the shoes that cause me so much pain...literally.

Don't get me wrong. They're pretty shoes; just something in the way they're made causes my feet to hate me.

Take for example these platform gladiators by Kristin Davis:

I purchased these lovelies on Saturday to wear to a wedding that night. While they made the outfit and were the beneficiary of numerous compliments, my poor feet! I had to hobble to the car by night's end, only to ice them down when I got home!

No amount of alcohol could numb the pain...believe me I tried, between the cosmos and the half dozen champagne cocktails consumed through out the night! Whew!

Maybe I should have opted for these Christian Louboutin's? With the $1,145 price tag, I think I might have to pass and pay my mortgate instead. You understand.

So, Ms. Davis, thank you for your attempt at bringing affordable fashions, similar to those found in your closet and on the set of Sex & The City, but politely I must say, "No thank you."

It leaves me wondering (in my best Carrie Bradshaw-inspired ponder) "Is it better to go without Christian Louboutins than be tortured by the affordable knock-off?"

Sincerely,

Mrs. SDP

I need a pedicure...

...like Michael Jackson needs a final resting place. My feet are still sore from the wedding festivities that took place last weekend. Everything went very well; the weather was gorgeous! My bridesmaid dress was altered to perfection, but the shoes! Actually, I can't blame the shoes...

They're very well-made Ralph Lauren 3'' heels - it was just all of that standing and kneeling, standing and kneeling that I had to do during the Catholic ceremony. The floor was a beautiful marble, but not all that forgiving, if you know what I mean.

I did keep my high heels on through my toast at the wedding reception, before quietly slipping on my much lower sandals. Several other bridesmaids did the same thing, so I didn't feel so guilty.

All in all, the wedding was a stunning event! And yes, I had to give a toast at the reception as the matron of honor. That was a first for me. I've always given toasts at the rehearsal dinner. In fact, I'm somewhat known for them. I still gave a toast at the rehearsal, but it was more personal. At the reception, I kept it short and succinct, recited a little George Eliot, but it was heartfelt. If you have to do a toast, I highly recommend this book...

Decisions. Decisions.

I received a wonderful birthday present from wonderful friends a few weeks back: a gift certificate for my own customized pair of Stephen Bonanno Sandals. I'm thrilled! I've always loved these adorable shoes, but never had a pair for myself! (Hard to believe, having grown up in Florida! I know!)

I've yet to place the order because I'm having trouble deciding what color combination to choose...there are so many!

Do I play it safe and do something like this? Definitely practical, but I might regret not going for something more fun!

I could wear this next pair with a lot of things, but I already have several pairs of gold flip flops and silver slides. These would of course put any other shoe to shame!
Hmmmm...not sure what I should do! For whatever reason, I'm feeling the color yellow right now. Can you picture it...bright yellow, white stiching on tan feet???