For the past decade, I've been on a mission for one thing: super cute shoes that I can wear all the time that don't make me want to gnaw my feet off Saw-style. Easy-peasy, right? Wrong. I could never guess what would make my feet revolt. What was comfy to everyone else was a sick joke to me. Fall is quickly approaching and with the demise of summer so too shall my sandals go off into the dark basement closet. Memories of painful riding boots and ankle booties dance in my head while I prepare for months of agony.