the journey of the wedding shoes

The wedding shoes are finally in my possession, and I couldn't be happier with the purchase. Mark that bad boy off the to-do list! Yaaaa buddy.

Thank you to all of you who helped me out in the picking of the shoes. I honestly couldn't decide but I think fate made sure I didn't have to. And I'm sure glad because me and decisions don't get along, even if it was only shoes.

This past weekend my momma and I were on a mission. A mission to find the shoes. I was going to order them online, but then figured it'd be better to get them in store so I could actually try them on to make sure they fit, were comfortable, etc. So a searching we went.

We walked straight into JCPenny's and what do I see? A little red shoe just chilling on the shelf, calling my name. Only in a size 9? You are joking right? Oh and no other store has any in stock? Say whaaa.

We then hop on over to Dillards, and what do you know, there are the shoes I had online staring me right in the face. Smiling, actually. Gorgeous was my first thought. The pictures online don't do them any justice.

They were 10 times better than online, and I am so glad I waited to get them in the store. They not only had my size, but they fit like a glove. The best part? They were so flipping comfortable. And that red? Oh wow, that red.

Mom and I both were smiling from ear to ear because we knew they were going to be the ones walking down the isle. 

I am so pumped to wear them on our wedding day and rock my red high heels. Going into the MRS life in style. No better way.