This weekend I was in a Nordstrom store with my eldest son P and my darling granddaughter B. Everywhere we turned, salespeople were oohing and aahing over the adorable B. She is at the infant stage where she smiles in the mirror at herself and laughs. I love it! We headed in and out of stores with nary a glance at product for me. It was all men's and baby departments with an occasional glance at the cosmentic and jewelry counters as we passed. Until we hit Nordstrom...
What I am still loving is the specatacular vision of the Verona shoe by Cole Haan. I have a picture from an early spring post of these great shoes. This particular Nordy's had inexplicably sent their stock to MY Nordy's at South Coast Plaza, where they are resting beautifully, I am sure. I explained to P that I wanted to go into the shoe department and see them in person. If they had them, I would try them on but that under no circumstances would I be allowed to box and take them.
These particular shoes are not leaving my consciousness any time soon, I am afraid.
Sigh...
Love,
S
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