shoe porn

ever since celine launched their wooden clogs for spring'10, i've been a bit, em...obsessed. like, 'gotta get me some clogs or else my heart just might stop beating tomorrow' obsessed. and since moving to vancouver, i do not wear any sort of elevated footwear, at all. the most elevated my feet have been in the last 10 months is heels over toes in down dog.

but these gorgeous creatures have been occupying my every dream:

forget hooking a hot guy on POF....i'd rather have these keeping me warm at night.

after scouring the streets of new york back in april and coming up empty handed, i'd almost forgotten about my little obsession until i was leafing through marie claire on the way to asia last week and discovered a nearly identical pair of lucky brand wedges. i cannot find them anywhere.
other knockoffs are too heel-like. their wedge was perfect...so similar was the slope of the platform and full-coverage leather upper that i'm beginning to wonder of the editors at marie clare have mislabeled their photo.

i mean, these JC's are close, but...



and there's a big difference between the slid, and the full on clog. full-on is much more chanel, much less celine:





i have the non-wedge version of these. fans at work call them my 'armadillo shoes'. really here nor there, they're just rad. but they're still not celine.



and these are just awesome. in my new york strutting pre-vancouver life, these would be mine.

if i respond, it's for the automatic win.

'...from someone not stupid enough to waste their time on here, yet again. if you really like VERY well hung men, please talk to me. If not, then please just delete this message. Thanks.'




i kind of want to call and meat...i mean....meet up just so i can maybe snap a photo...

so wrong....

bet yet so right.....in kind of an 'f-you and your 10 months of rain vancouver....i'm still going to look like a bad a$$'

awk. ward.

apparently this guy believes the best way to handle awkward topics is to get them all out of the way right at the intro.

Where do I start? Well; I am originally from Tanzania of Indian heritage. I immigrated to Canada in 1991 and since then I have been to Nunavut for four and seen a bit of Ontario and settled in BC since 1994. I am a social worker by profession and I promise one thing about me is that you will enjoy talking to me if nothing else : ). I love politics, social interaction, I tend to be socially concious, love activities, travel, reading etc. Interestingly I have not been in a long term relationship and I am in my fourties! OK I will let you go; I hope to hear back from you!By the way; I am seeking a long term relationship. Touch wood.

touch wood i don't run into him at the coffee shop one day. eek.

not sure which is worse...

the fact that the dog looks f*ing TERRIFIED or the fact that he clearly took the photo himself in his own little studio set-up.

monday night is a night of winners.

good to know.

day 1 and i'm done.

seriously.

the one thing i forget when i'm not dating is that dating is a serious pain in the a$$.
i went on my first POF date yesterday. while i'd LOVE to blog all about it, he's fairly tech-savy and i'm a bit scared he might stalk me on facebook and then read my all about it here.

so instead, i'm going to procrastinate the mounds of work i needed to do tonight and take the next 20 minutes blogging about what NOT to do when online dating.

i probably won't meditate tonight, but trust me, this'll be equally fulfilling.

RULE #1: just because we finally meet and i turned out to not be a leper or a guy who's real name is 'bubba', you do not now have free rights to begin telling me about all of your horrendous online dating experiences. we've all been there. the only reason why we go online is because a friend of a friend of a friend swears their sister/brother has a coworker who met their husband/wife online even deep down we're all fairly certain it's just an urban legend. please do not further remind me of how much it sucks and subsequently add yourself to my own personal 'list'.

RULE #2: when meeting for the first time in person, it's great to keep it casual. beer in the park--nice. tall-boys from your backpack while walking downtown, notsonice. although who doesn't like the threat of open intox on a sunday afternoon.

RULE #3: i do not need to hear the word 'ex' EVER. and i mean EVER. i like to think that before me, all other women repelled you. hearing you talk about your ex during a first date is only an indication of what i will hear for THE REST OF OUR RELATIONSHIP.

RULE #4: do not name drop. this does not impress me. i do not care if you know the DJ, the chef, or the pope.

RULE #5: do not email me between the hours of 1-7 AM. same goes with texting.

RULE #6: F*ing PROOFREAD.

RULE #7: if i don't email you back, it means i'm probably not interested. emailing me to the point of carrying on your own personal conversation will not score you 'cute' points. and when i DO finally email you to ask you to stop, please do not accuse me of being uptight. the only reason why i didn't tell you to f*** off was because you now know what i look like.

and it's only day 2.