double-ruffle, toil and (shoe) trouble

Boy was it time for a new week. I don't know why, but last week seemed soo loong and I was a total space cadet (especially re: my camera, which is why the postings were few)... finding an apartment is proving more difficult than we could have imagined, but we're still on the hunt! I know it will work out :)

Now, down to business. These shoes finally came in the mail and I was so excited that I immediately crafted an outfit around them. I actually really really like this outfit (double ruffle!) and was quite proud of myself (this is what I wore on Saturday). After taking these photos I went back inside and lounged around for a while (reading Infinite Jest). K and I were planning to go see Shutter Island that evening, but we decided to go grocery shopping first... and that is when it happened. I was balancing on one foot, slowly slipping into the other shoe, and SNAP! The heel came clear off! Well, okay, not clear off--it's still dangling from the sole like a loose tooth from a sore gum--but what good does that do me?? I was flabbergasted. I guess you really do get what you pay for...

I really like them and I'm considering just buying some sort of industrial-strength adhesive to glue the #!@*! heel back on, but I might also try to exchange them for a new pair. Hassle hassle hassle hassle.

Shutter Island was not what I thought it would be. I went into the theatre fully anticipating that it would be pants-wetting scary, but it certainly wasn't. I think it was still a good movie, just not what I expected (much more "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" than anything else).

I am such a movie fiend... I love going to the movies :) Maybe because that's the only time I really allow myself to eat non-chocolate candy (nothing = happiness like a crinkly bag of Sour Patch Kids on a Saturday night). There is just something so cozy&communal about a warm dark room, a whirring projector, and happy people crunching buttery popcorn (Montpelier theaters use real butter!) while watching something never-before-seen by their eyes (or beloved enough to see again). I love it. It's peaceful... you can always count on that.

And then the credits roll, people put on their coats, and everybody files out the way they came in... and as the little community built only on this singular shared experience breaks up into twos and threes and fours you always hear the usual, "so, what did you think?" And I like that you can always count on that.

(shoes: GoJane.com; sweatshirt: Ruche; ruffled silk shirt: thrifted; beat-up belt: thrifted; tights: Goodwill; skirt: vintage, hemmed)

From above, these shoes look like ice skates. I kind felt like I was ice skating while tromping around in the snow... so slippery!