an alarming detail...

today i am wearing a pair of "lady shoes" to work. they are kickin'--in a mary jane, suede, high-heeled, embroidered kind of way. they are also reasonably comfortable. i say reasonably. i can strut around the office and say "i am a lady, and these are my lady things" like no one's business. (scroll down and watch the vid. it's ace).

in ten minutes time, i will be walking over for a lunch meeting. about 1/2 mile. with male colleagues with long legs. i am considering donning a pair of white "sneakers," i just so happen to have here in my office. so, what am i? a fashionista (HA!) or a panty-hosed, skirt, and lunchtime-walking, sneaker-wearing, office-type who appreciates sports-executive clothing lines? or am i really a "comfortable shoe" wearer, and need to face up to my authentic self?

post to come in which i consider not only how i am slowly but surely becoming yanky-doodlefied, but also how i am becoming an archtypal midwesterner (and i say this with love.) let me just say this. said post will involve discussion of canned cheese product and its evolving role in my life...

p.s. comfortable shoes does not = american. pantyhose, skirt, and nikes. i'm afraid so... (but one day, remind me to tell you about the british toddler underwear my mother sent recently--really quite horrifying, and another point where i fully embrace my new american ways).