Shoes from which to choose.
I was at Neiman-Marcus the other afternoon, waiting for Vin, and decided to dawdle around the Ladies’ Shoe Salon.
Since I have been cursed with a narrow foot, I generally never can find anything that fits…but it’s nice to torture myself.
A saleslady came up to me, asking if I needed help.
“No, I’m here to frustrate myself,” I retorted. She sized me up — and said right away, “You DO have a narrow foot. It’s an 8 l/2, not 9, not 8, double A, isn’t it?”
I was stunned. She was 100% accurate.
“We don’t have much that will fit you,” she acknowledged.
“I know.” I don’t even fight anymore. I’ve gotten used to the void.
“We have a few,” she said, after I pointed to a blue & black color-blocked T-strap with a gold toe.
“That might fit,” she agreed, and armed with one small ray of hope, I went to sit & wait.
By the time Vin got down to the main floor, I had several options LIsa had found me… and I emerged with a smile on my face.