I wore this yesterday to run errands and then see the Hayes Carll show at Antone's. I made two dumb assumptions about this show:
1) that if we got there long after the doors opened, we'd be closer to just seeing the featured act
2) there would be chairs, somewhere in the venue.
Wrong on both counts. I was standing in those shoes for 3.5 hours, 2.5 of which were borderline miserable as far as the balls of my feet are concerned. Thank goodness the show was good! My valiant boyfriend then offered to carry me part of the way to the car... he made it a block before I insisted he put me down, at which point he dropped me.
Seriously. Dropped. Points for trying, though. Just remind me, should he and I ever get engaged, not to let him carry me over any thresholds. I'm sure to onlookers we looked like the drunken fool who had fallen backwards right beside me at the show, but sadly (?) there were only two beers consumed between both of us. Antone's: I liked you a lot, but $4 Shiner Bock? Really?
Anyway, on to the chronicalling:
Dress: Forever 21
Cardigan: Anne Taylor Loft
Shoes: Gianni Binni from Dillards
Puppy: Bella Girl, with utters.