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TOMS

If you watch any television, perhaps you've seen the AT&T commercial about TOMS Shoes?

If you haven't, here's the vid:


Anyway, TOMS has been around awhile - 2006, I believe is when they took off really. And even before the commercial came out, I'd seen their site and considered how cool it would be to get a pair of shoes, knowing I'd be shoeing another person, for free. The problem is, I've never been able to wrap my head around getting one pair of shoes for $50. Just seems senseless.

I had the completely wrong mentality. I might have only been getting one pair of shoes for $50, but I was buying TWO pairs. Just because I wasn't seeing the second pair doesn't mean I wasn't buying it. In fact, I was buying them for someone who needed them much, much more than I did.

If I had an unlimited arsenal of fundage, I'd buy myself a new pair of TOMS every month. But I don't... yet. So what I decided to do, because we're all aware I'm still working on shaping up, is treat myself to a pair of TOMS for the next goal I obtain. When I decide that goal, I'll let you know.

Speaking of weight loss -- despite the fact that I had Reese's cups and cheese crackers for lunch yesterday, according to my digital scale, I lost another pound. What am I going to do!? I can't not fit into my MOH dress. There's no way around it.

Back to TOMS. I already picked out a pair, which means, friends, if you decide you're buying TOMS, you can't get the ones I want. Capisce? Here they are, tell me they aren't perfect for summer:

Comments

Samsmama said…
Those look very comfy! Perfect for a Florida summer! Good for you!
revolutionaire. said…
Thanks lady! Ever the encourager. I appreciate your comments.

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