What usually happens once I discover my new favorite shoe is a serious obsession. The shoes remain in every shopping cart online, their image is saved on my desk top and the link to purchase them is posted on both of my parent's Facebook walls. With a part time job, the money I make usually goes straight to savings and I most likely come across these shoes around a holiday or a birthday.
The Dracos turned out to be a mission to get. I decided I'd ask my parents to gift them to me for the holiday's. By the time Hanukah came around they were sold out. My heart was broken and I couldn't find them anywhere. I waited patiently and never gave up hope. Just two days before I left home to go back to school my mom and I found them half off and in my size at Bloomingdales. What's the point of this story i'm sharing? Great things/shoes are worth the wait and everything happens for a reason. As silly as it sounds I knew these boots were made for me and one day they would be mine.
I honestly believe a great pair of shoes can change your life (think Cinderella.) I've worn them every single day since they found their way home into my closet and I have totally found my new favorite boots...for now.