My pearly grays

I considered not posting about this topic, because I'm afraid that tomorrow will return to us 40-degree weather, and with that I'll once again bundle myself in layers and boots. Yet, what makes today feel really like Spring is my new shoes---flats I bought in the heart of winter, in Burlington, Vermont, with the hopes of wearing them "come Spring." They still have residue of the salt trafficked through the store. Rumors of temps hitting 60 degrees today lit the idea of waking these gray sparkly well-cushioned flats from the shoebox they've been resting in, on a shelf, since purchased. My lil sleeping beauties. In hopes of sharing a picture of them, I checked out the Web site, and well, you should too, there are so many dainty options to step out in. I won't be tempted, however, as I still need to get acquainted with these shoes---it's our very first day out together after all.