My First Christian Louboutins

This fall, my mom and I graced many a store in NYC with our Angeleno-ness.

Focused on the ones we don't have in LA: Topshop, Century 21, Uniqlo and Henri Bendel

But our favorite shopping spot in the city remains the shoe salon at Bergdorf's. Was made even bigger a month before our trip. Clearly someone heard we were coming. 

My mom fell in love with many a beautifully sensible shoe there. But ultimately the glittery Louboutin below edged out the Prada pilgrim above.

Your first perfect pair of Louboutins = smug Mamalina smile.

So smug was my little mama that when we got to the hotel that night, she got in her jammies AND her Loubies.

Fast-forward to December, and my mom casually announced she'd like to get me my first pair of red soles for Christmas. She was thinking a classic nude peep toe. I was thinking, mmm-hmmm, anything you say, YAY!!!!

In the ensuing weeks, we did some serious and delicious reconnaissance at Neiman Marcus.  Decided a patent would be a sound investment.  A leg-lengthening nude.  But a carmel-y brown-girl nude, not a pinkie white-girl nude.

Heel height was also critical. We didn't want it towering (I'm old and can't handle over five inches anymore). But my mom thought I should get a heel higher than her Marcia Balla kittens. To, you know, really flash that red sole ;) 

So a few days before Christmas, these little Very Prive beauties arrived at my office.

After I called my mom to thank her, she texted me a picture of these Louboutins and asked me if I liked them better.

She thinks she's wildly hilarious.

I texted her this picture of the paw Loubies and said they were her X-mas present.