When I'm lecturing to students I like to ask them how much a $100 pair of shoes costs. The most common answer is $100 plus tax. Would you believe me if told you it could be as much as $1,376.46? As a 20-year-old, if you convinced yourself not to buy the shoes, and invested it instead -- with an assumed rate of return of 6 per cent -- you'd have $1,376.46 by the time you were 65 years old.
With Valentine's Day coming up, I thought I'd find a little somethin' somethin' to wear to mark the occasion. You know -- something cute and sexy that only my Valentine would get to see. But lo and behold, once again, I left the lingerie stores empty handed, disappointed and wishing I hadn't eaten that family-size bag of Lays.
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.