bookmark_bordermy name is Christine and I have shoe issues

I work very near the youth of today. I don’t actually work with them but they are close by. I see them everyday walking around looking youthful and carefree. And they’re often wearing the most interesting shoes. Young people have the best shoe sense.

Case in point: today I saw a fabulous pair of runners on a young stylish woman. They were blue with a silver stripe. Pumas. All the young people are wearing Pumas. I have one pair now but I need this silver-striped version too.

So today I checked out three shoe stores (I was in the mall for a household purchase but there was a bit of time to look at shoes) and not one had a pair that even came close to this lovely pair I saw today. Sure there were lots I liked but I resisted. I came home only with the needed household item.

My friend K. thought she must have picked up the shoes in the States. She’s probably right. All the interesting shoes are in the malls of America.

I went online today and I did not see that pair on the Puma site. With my luck they are probably discontinued as well. I did, however, see 17 pairs I liked. They ship to Canada.

I’m in some serious trouble now. I imagine an upcoming post will have a picture of another damn pair of new shoes. There is a giant Puma store in New York at 521 Broadway just north of Broome (I wrote down the address). I am going there in three weeks and I will be leaving some room in my suitcase.

My name is Christine and I have shoe issues.puma logo in red

bookmark_bordersome of us may have loved Van Halen more

I am from Scarborough. To be very specific, I moved there as a teenager but no matter, I lived there when Big Hair Metal ruled.

I am a wee bit younger than Mike Meyers but we are from the same neck of the woods. Wayne’s World may have taken place Aurora, Illinois but we all know that Mr. Meyers grew up in Scarborough. And he did not spend his spare time at Stan Makita’s.

And we all loved KISS. Well, some of us may have loved Van Halen more but everyone on my block was a member of the KISS Army nonetheless.

In retrospect — after listening to a few KISS tunes while drafting this — I think my love for the music has not endured as much as my love for big sexy boots.