For the love of SHOES!

Hello bloggies! Happy Tuesday to you!  Tonight kids, I've got shoes on my mind.  That's right. Zapatos which means "shoes" in Spanish. Let's begin.  So a few weeks ago I bought THE cutest shoes ever!  They are dark red, pointy shoes with a 4 inch heel.  Now, before all you ladies start laughing at the 4 inches, let me say that I'm only 4'11, and not very coordinated, so for me to wear anything higher than a 3 to 4 inch heel would be a HUGE mistake and cause havoc on my person or (gasp!) someone else.  Trust me on this.  Alright, so back to the shoes.  I don't know what it is about a new pair of shoes but this morning when I was walking to work, I felt and looked like a million bucks. I was powerful, I was sexy and I was workin the shoes!  Plus, red always makes me feel sexy. By mid-morning however, not so much.  I had suddenly lost "the sexy" and found instead, the, "Ouchie! What the heck was I thinking!?"  Yep.  My tootsies were in pain.  Yes I knew the shoes were a teeny, weenie bit "uncomfortable" when I tried them on initially. But I could not, would not, and did not pass up the opportunity to purchase such awesome shoes! They were on sale dammit! More importantly, they were so cute!  Ladies, help me out here.  Am I right? Women tend to endure pain all for the sake of THE SHOES.  Let's face it, more times than not, the shoes make or break the outfit.  I'd rather look good and suffer through foot pain than look bad.  Makes sense?  Besides, what's a little blister or five two among us gals?  It's not childbirth for crying out loud!