After going through BRAmageddon, I was feeling a little worse for the wear.  Nothing will give you a case of the body blues, like bra shopping.  It’s quite a downer, looking in the mirror at yourself, and seeing that your boobs look like ten miles of bad road because they’re all jacked up in an ill-fitting bra.

So, what’s a girl to do after surviving the BRApocalypse?  Buy SHOES!!

As any respectable, shoe-loving girl knows, your body may betray you in enumerable ways, but 99.9999% of the time, your feet never change.  That’s why shoe shopping is such an elixir.  I just order up a size six and they magically appear at my back door.  No mental breakdown.  No wasted time.  No squashing and squishing.  No tears.  No cussing.  No pitching a hissy fit like a two year old who just dropped her lollipop.

Just pure nirvana.

Shoes…

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.

Your boobs may betray you.  Your butt may sag and spread.  Your tummy may bloat.  Your hair may turn gray.  But, your feet will always get you through.