My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

It’s funny what creates communities and how that changes over time and with age.  In college, we bonded over tv shows and music.  In law school, it was classes and law firms.  At work, it’s apparently, at least partially, shoes.  I was talking to two co-workers yesterday when both I and the other co-worker, C, noticed K’s shoes . . .

Me:  “Those are so cute!”

C:  “I love how they compliment that skirt.”

Me:  “Are they Marc Jacob’s?”

K:  “Yeah.  I love him.”

C:  [*laughs*] “I was at a friend’s party this weekend when I noticed this girls’s shoes.  I asked her if they were BCBG.  My boyfriend W was astonished that I recognize them when there are thousands of different shoes.  Guess I’m not the only one!”

Yes, this is the kind of in-depth converstation we have at work.  In some seriousness, it’s nice when you find commonalities, even when it’s something as innocuous as a preference for certain shoes.

Speaking of shoes, my new black pumps are the most comfortable shoes ever.  It’s like walking on clouds.  Or on fluffy sheep.  I mean, I clearly have to order them in brown too, right?   (Um, cause I already did.)  Hmm, and maybe another pair in black, for when these become worn out . . . 

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