My life is full of things right now - my calendar is booked until December (! or Februay 2011 to be precise); we have arenovation coming up and otherwise there are a lot of big things going on in my mind. Sometimes it helps to erase all of those and concentrate on something totally different and less important. Like a pair of shoes (well at least it's a great excuse isn't it). So here's a wellfare country problem for you:
I spotted a pair of mint green Vagabond pumps online and directly dismissed the thought of buying them as I already have plenty more than enough of shoes, but then it struck me - is this it with the shoes? Does this mean I just won't get any new shoes, like, eh, ever? Then I happily reminded myself that my
old rule still apply; no new shoes unless in a new colour. (It's not an absolute rule since one is entitled to have more than one pair of black and red shoes, at least). Plus surely every woman needs a pair of heels matching her
refrigerator? Well, at least if it is mint green!
Now the only problem is stupid Vagabond Finland didn't have the guts to ever take in the shoes in this colour to the stores. And it seems they are sold out everywhere in my size online. So now a lot of happy size 37 bitches all over Europe are running around with
my shoes on them (how dare they!).
This bugs me out like hell. I like the shoes, tried them on in black; they're comfy and has the same shape as a pair of 40's pumps I got from my grandmother but were too small, but they are not
the most fantastic shoes in the world. Although right now it still feels like a mission for me to get them. Why? Well - just because. Because I can't have them, which made me reflect over the fact how easy it is to get things these days; I think we are quite accustomed to getting what we want as consumers (unless you loose a bidding on ebay of course :) Of course I do not always get what I want, not even when it comes to those things that money can buy as I am not made of it and do set some boundaries on how I use the money I have (yes I know it's hard to believe when reading this blog...). But a lot of things are so easy to get nowadays, nothing but that magical little click away and off to the post office we go to pick it up or pop by the store. And now I can't have these! Damn.
I will most likely get over this great loss rather soon, but until then, if anyone spots a pair of these green ash palma pumps in size 37 let me now ok? (Or I might just buy them for that German shop that carry them in size 38 and use them with socks or have the clobber somehow shrink them a bit. I can be quite persistent :)
Held in a good location, the fair was rather small but sympathetic. It had a little bit of everything; clothes, accessories, record, the usual this-and-that, but maybe not the most selected range of vintage items. I was positively surprised about the furniture however - there were really nice pieces. And everybody was really nice.
Here we are posing with wonderful Margit, the organizer, and with the nice lady that sold the furniture. ( I have no idea what's up with my posture there though. I look like a bag o potato. A bag of potato in a nice dress though...)
This handsome young man served us free Martinis.
And you don't say No to that. I wouldn't have said no to that fifties' shelf in the background either, but I had to leave it behind.
This little black chair however followed Ina home. (It's a good thing we actually got something bigger too, since the fair was just around the corner to the harbour and the car would've been totally useless otherwise :)
And we got that cream coloured stool. I didn't know it then, but it will go perfectly along with an old make up table I bid on and won for a bargain today!
