These shoes are made for ... prozac?

The past few weeks have seen several new pairs of gorgeous footwear enter into my collection. Mostly purchased in bouts of soul-sucking depression and lackluster, mindless walkabouts.
Nothing cures the blues like a pretty pair of stems.

Especially when those stems come topped with a red bow:
And nothing elevates the mood like a few polka-dots:



With a proper gorgeous (and cheap!) red shoe to top it all off, like a maraschino cherry. Yah that's right, it's from Old Navy. Deal with it.


Like brilliant little blue pills they've been working their magic on my psyche.
Side effects include: going broke, loss of closet space, upset bf's, jealous gf's and fallen arches.