BOOYAH.

So. My awesome platforms that were stolen from my car last month and can be found NOWHERE? Yeah, I totes just bid on them on ebay. Also, these ones (yes, these ones) are actually my size instead of a size too large. AND for the same price I paid at TJ Maxx, plus shipping. BOOYAH.

Speaking of heels: I've never really written about this before, but...

Yes, I'm tall. Yes, I've spent most of my life lusting after shoes I thought I couldn't wear because I was "too" tall.

Maybe it's the derby girl in me now, but to hell with that noise.

For starters, I can't hide that I'm tall. I'm tall when I'm flat-footed. People have always commented anyway, so what's another 3-4-5 inches?

Second, I'm a grown-ass woman and will do what I want.

Third, if it makes you uncomfortable, that's your problem, not mine. Don't like it? Don't stand next to me.

ETA: Won the auction. They are in transit to my house as I type.

Missing

I dropped a crapton of money at Sephora today. Why? I'll esplain.Friday I grabbed my beloved Smashbox palette, my heels, and my makeup bag, stuck it all in my giant Rollercon go-to bag, and headed out. I wanted to be prepared for the evening because I was going out for dinner and drinks with friends. Not wanting to get all gussied up for work, I figured I'd just leave it all in the car and do my hair and makeup after work.This plan was successful, and I had a good night, even though I had to switch shoes halfway through.


The next day, I got up, went to work, grabbed dinner, came home, went to a friend's house. Through all that, I seem to remember the bag riding shotgun.

Sunday morning, we got up, met the friends from Friday night for breakfast, then went to the shooting range. Trace doesn't remember moving the bag, but it's at this point that I'm certain it was no longer in my passenger seat.

The only possibilities are that 1. It was stolen, or 2. I took it in the house and apparently hid it.I mean, I have looked everywhere.

The odd thing is that if someone stole it, why didn't they also steal the other shoes that were in my backseat? Or my iPod adapter? Or anything else that was in my car? Why a bag that they would have had to have gone through to know what was in it? And when did they have the opportunity?

And if I did, in fact, take it in the house, where the HECK IS IT??? I've dug through the laundry hamper, under my bed, in rooms I haven't been in lately...it's like it just vanished.

I'm totally baffled.

I'm leaving the big Sephora replacement palette in the box until I am positive my other one's not coming back. I'm super bummed. And I haven't even quite replaced everything. :-(ETA: I ended up returning the giant palette. Just wasn't the same.ALSO, my brown trench coat is missing. Sad panda.