Yes, yet another pair of boots have entered the building:
I officially name these ‘biker chick boots’ and I think this brings my boot tally to…ummm…27 pairs? To be honest I lost count somewhere around 22…
Along with the boots I bought several dresses, corset tops, belts and a jacket which in total came to the lovely sum of my entire week’s pay cheque. Fortunately, I don’t do the ‘shopping thing’ all that much so it’s quite rare for me to spend as much as I did today.
Shopping is hard these days. I always used to know what size of clothes to choose because it was pretty much the largest size that was there on the rack, but now I don’t know. I can’t look at something and decide whether it fits me or not anymore, so every time I like something, I have to get three sizes and haul my ass off to the changeroom. Those “6 item limits” in the changerooms were really not designed with people who don’t know their size in mind, because it means I can actually only take two things at a time, get undressed, try on three sizes to see which one actually fits, get dressed again, go out and find something else I like, then rinse and repeat. I came home with a headache from all the ‘putting on’ and ‘taking off’.
When we came home, I did the girlie thing and put on a bit of a fashion show for Master to show him my purchases and somewhere along the line, the sight of the biker chick boots made him all horny and I was summarily taken to his bed and ravished – with the boots on of course! The boots are a little bit clunkier than he usually likes, but apparently the super high heel pushed him over the edge. I guess his feelings towards boots are a bit like my feelings towards porn – if it does it for me, I want my hitachi and I want it now!
I’m wondering if my sudden urge to shop is somehow influenced by the fact that I’m travelling home next week to see my family that I haven’t seen in nearly two years. Master said, “Girlies always like to have a new outfit to go home in” and he’s probably right. Although, I don’t think my family will be overly concerned by what I’m wearing, they’ll be much more interested in the two dozen Krispy Kreme donuts I’ll be bringing home from the big city…lol.