Dead In My Tracks Thursday

This is a new thing I'm thinking about doing:  what's stopping me in my tracks.  You know how it is, right?  Every once in awhile there is that certain something that catches your eye and you just can't get it out of your mind.  Like that one time I met...oh forget it.

One would think I'd have learned my lesson by now, but no that would be too easy.  I let these slip by this past fall - only to see a woman wearing them a couple weeks ago.  You probably heard me screaming.  All around the world.

Isabel Marant - Red Poppy Pumps

forever to be known as 'salt in the wound'

To make matters worse they were even better in person AND she stopped to talk to me during which time I confessed I was considering ripping them off her feet - was she a 36 by chance?  She said she wasn't, although looking back now I think she may have fibbed out of fear.  Smart girl.  I was most definitely sporting the eye of the tiger that day.

Two days ago I saw this skirt and for a moment my heart stopped.  I then proceeded to think about it all day yesterday, look it up on the internet 392847529x, imagine the warm summer day I'd wear it on.  Seriously - I do all this romanticizing of a garment, a shoe, you name it on a regular basis.  

Feast your eyeballs.

Despite the fact that she is 3lbs and I am, okay, not 3lbs I'm not letting this mother pass me by.  I've got my wallet out and I'm ready to take action.  Here's hoping it works on someone who is 5'3'' after extreme Pilates stretching.  Warm summer days here I come.

If you happen to be out there possessing information on where I can get my hands on those Isabel Marant pumps in a 36 - well by all means, please do fire away in the comments section!  Save a life, free up a brain cell.