The biggest response to my last post has come in the form of my friends (female) asking about the shoes.
First of all, I have to note that I posted the picture of my shoes because, while I do believe I looked pretty good on Saturday night, most of the pics that we took with our camera either (a) don't show my dress or (b) aren't that fantabulous. I am hoping beyond hope that one or more of my cousins got a better shot, because frankly, I'm kind of as much in love with the dress as with the shoes. (Cousins? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller? Bueller?)
Now. On to the shoe wonderfulness.
The Glorious Red Shoes (tm, and not to be confused with the movie of almost the same name which is lovely and sad) were acquired in Georgetown, with my mother, at the Steve Madden store. We had good luck there in Charleston and we stopped in here to find Mom a pair of flip-flops because her flats were giving her blisters, and I found the red patents I'd been craving for months.
Because the shoes are from a retailer who is happy to create products in various and sundry colours, they are indeed available in navy patent (Jasmin) and ivory/white (Torie). Not necessarily online, but yeah. And! They are sale-priced!
I'm telling you. I should be a personal shopper. Shoes, glorious shoes...