Shoes.

I'm not a big shopper.

Actually, my weird fetish happen to be purses and bags. They are pretty much the only things I enjoy shopping for.
When I was about two years old, I loved to carry around a cute little purse.
Well, guess what? I still do.


Whenever I go to a store, I find myself magnetically pulled towards the isle with all the bags.  I usually don't make a purchase (spending money is not something I do unless I absolutely have to have something), but I love to look and feel all the designs. Yummy.


Anyway, I hate shoe shopping. I don't know why, I just do.


Since this pastime is not exactly an enjoyable experience for me, I don't do it often. But because shoes don't last forever, I can't avoid it.


Yesterday, my mom and I went shoe shopping together. I love spending time with my mom.


After scouring the store, I found three pairs of shoes -- all of which were a good deal. Absolutely riveting!


When I got home last night, I took them out of their boxes and laughed.
I had purchased the three most opposite shoes in the world. It looks like they're for three totally different people.

Am I a girly girl? Tomboy? Sporty girl? Prep? Shabby chic? Vintage grunge?

I am a total mix; I am exactly who God made me to be (definitely not boring). 

These pictures pretty much describe my [apparently] quirky personality.

(I threw in my Converse for a better picture of the diverse style I have.) 

Hiking boots, cowboy boots, and pink heels.