Shoes, shoes, shoes! (or how I got thrown out of the shoe store by an angry italian "babe"...)

Well, for those of you who read my post yesterday Walking the red carpet you got a glimps of one of my favorite pair of shoes - my beloved GEOX sandals. (In silver) I'll tell you more about those another day - promise! But anyway, they got me thinking... Maybe I should do a Pink Saturday Post about pink shoes? That would be a winner! So for the pink-loving ladies that visit me from Beverly's blog here we go:

Shoes, shoes, shoes

or my subtitle : How I got thrown out of the shoe store by an angry italian babe

I don't have any pink shoes myself (a pair of pink Converse... a long time ago), but I knew just the store to find them. Right here in Spain they have an italian store named Psyco - yeah, I know, it's all in the name! (It turned out to be quite fitting too...) Where would I find better shoes for my post? So off I went - with my descrete little camera - to take some pictures of shoes that had that special, let's say pisazz...

Now inside Psyco you'll only ever see VERY slim, tanned, bleached blond or raven black haired women in skinny white jeans and tight tops that have glitter on them and are just short enought that you can see a little diamond in their bellybutton when they strech to get a shoe off the top shelf. They wear designer sunglasses in their hair, Gucci on their arm and usually have a much older husband (lover?) in tow... The girls that work there look exactly the same, minus the husband of course!

The Look

(this is Victoria B and NOT a real customer, but this is The Look...)

So maybe I looked a little out of place? With my 5 year old in tow (in lew of the husband), salty beachhair (neither blond, nor raven), plastic bags from the grocery store (in lew of Gucci), NOT skinny white jeans (for reasons you'll understand later...) and absolutely NO glitter on my top or diamond in my bellybutton. I did have a pair of designer sunglasses in my hair though! Should have made them treat me better, I think!

Well, the even skinnier than usual girl came over to me and took about 5 seconds while she stared at me letting her dark eyes scan my whole body, up and down and up and down - and then with a frown (REALLY!) she asked: Dsooo jouuu vant anising ere? It was clear that she thought I could never in a million years wear any of their shoes. (Actually, she was pretty right about that - I would NOT even be able to walk over to the mirror in most of the shoes there. But she could pretend, couldn't she?)

"Tiiiis are schooos for schpesial vomen and schpesial ocashions", she proclaimed with one perfectly plucked eyebrow all the way up to her hairline. (Probably one of their slogans, but coming from her it sounded like an insult. Why wouldn't she think I was a special woman that had LOTS of special occasions to attend?)

I tried to brush of the insult and smiled as sweetly as I could. "I'm writing about shoes on my blog and would love to take a few pictures!" The girled starred at me as if I was crazy: "Tat is forbidden!" She actually yelled! And all the other customers (two of the above mentioned type) turned and looked at me as if I had asked to sniff her shoes or maybe borrow a pair. "No pictures and NO riting about tis schtore - it is forbidden!" she repeated this time a little louder even. I felt like the worst criminal and tried to redeem myself with a humble look while I mumbled: "Sorry, I'll just have a look around then..."

Now the friggin little wasp (sorry, I was getting pretty angry by this time) started pushing me against the exit while she kept snarling at me: "Go avay! No pictures!" Gee, I had gotten that point by now! Then she added the words that made me go a little over the edge: "Go avay I say - no pictures. Tiiis are not schooos for biiiiig ladies!"

I couldn't believe my ears! I grabbed my camera and started taking pictures while that little tiny italian babe tried to push me through the doorway with little success. Her 5 inch heels were sliding on the slippery tile floor and her little twig arms didn't stand a chance...

HA! Sometimes it's good to be a "big lady"!

I'm usually not the one to bend the rules and cause a scene, but give me a break!

So here are my FORBIDDEN shots of crazy pink shoes! (And a few others that I managed to take on my way out....)

Now this pair isn't pink, but I love turquoise and these are kind of cool (in an over-the-top kind of way). They have wedge heels so I think I could probably walk for a couple of hundred yards. Too bad I can't go back and try them on!

Happy Pink (psyco) Saturday to everyone!