celebratory spending

June 17th, 2007

Of course, since I scored the new job, I had to buy myself new clothes–or at least new shoes and a new shirt. I justified this by telling myself it’s for work. Thankfully, I can so afford them now, especially as I’m budgeting plenty in the wardrobe department.

Weekend purchases:
DSW Shoe Warehouse: Dressy black sandals, $50. Black kitten heels (to replace the ones that broke on my way to the train from an interview downtown–yes, really), $50.
Sears: New shirt, $26.

All in all:
$126. Totally worth it.

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2 Responses to “celebratory spending”

  1. sfmoneygal on June 18, 2007 8:28 pm

    How did your black kitten heels break? Sometimes those repairs can be cheap and other instances they can be extremely costly.

    I had a pair of black kitten heels also that broke … I spent $20 to repair them the first them and the repair shop did a crappy job and they broke again! They wouldn’t repair the shoes again so I disputed the charge with the credit card and took it to another store and had them fixed for $7. The metal shank was a bit wobbly so the cobbler just reinforced the sole.

    But if I had another pair that broke again, I’m not going to repair them next time. Not worth the trouble or hassle.

  2. GradGirl on June 18, 2007 10:15 pm

    What I’m embarassed to admit is that I never even considered repairing the shoes! (Although now that I’ve heard how that went for you, maybe it’s for the best that I didn’t!)

    How it happened: I was walking from a downtown interview to the train station, less than half a block’s distance before I was already planning to change into flip-flops, and the tip of the heel caught on something–an edge of sidewalk, I think–and the heel came right off. I believe my jaw dropped, I talked to myself aloud a little, and I hobbled to a sidewalk table to change.

    I later took it as further confirmation that the downtown job wasn’t for me.

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