I don’t need these shoes.
Nope, I don’t.
I just bought a chandelier for my dining room that is about the same price. My kids are going to need warm winter clothes here soon. I just bought two pairs of sandals on clearance. I do not, no not ever need this adorable pair of Danskos.
Normally I would be thoroughly intimidated by the heel. Except that I bought a pair of Dansko pumps… pumps that add a few inches to my height and therefore give me perceived legitimacy in begging for money in DC a few times a year. And a funny thing happened. I don’t just wear them on travel.
They are heels and they are comfy and I wear them nearly once a week. They have made me believe that heels can be done and have thus made these shoes appear to be within my grasp.
Nope, I don’t need these shoes.
I already have six or seven pairs of Danskos smiling at me in my closet. I don’t need another pair.
Plus, I really want a pair of boots…
But I don’t “need” those either.
Oh, and while I am at it… my daughter definitely has no need for these: