Yesterday I went shopping with a friend to get here styled and ready for a wedding she has coming up. After choosing a fabulous dress, we stopped into Nine West to find her a fabulous pair of shoes. As I walked through the doors, my eyes were struck by the most beautiful sight. Paying no attention to my surroundings, I made my way through the store towards these most beautiful shoes. It was love. True love. And that’s when the sales clerk came over and said, “I know, aren’t they beautiful? They’re from our new Jersey Shore collection. Those ones right there are the ‘JWoww’.” I’m sorry, what?? J-What? These beautiful shoes are named after JWOWW? I’m sorry, is that supposed to be a selling point? My glowing, angel voices moment was shattered. Giving these beautiful shoes that name was almost as tragic as the lives of the actual Jersey Shore residents.
I bought the shoes. I am calling them my SJP shoes because they are like a black version of the shoes Carrie wears in the episode with her date with Big and then Miranda leaks birthing fluid all over them. This little detail is supposed to give them some kind of dignity, I promise.