Attempted Bootie Jacking

"What!?! We wear the same size... I oughtta jack you for your shoes!" Yes, those were the shocking, but actual words I uttered the other evening. Whilst chatting up the list-bearer at the club door, I couldn't help but notice that she was wearing what should have been my silver Chanel lambskin open-toe booties on wedge. So shiny and dazzling, like a fish hook dangling in the ocean—could be dangerous, could be delicious. Thankfully she thought I was joking. Nearly sold out in the city (yes, I called each location), these lovelies shall remain forever out of reach. Remember that episode of Sex in the City when Carrie was robbed of her Manolo's? I can now properly understand the motivation. Lesson No.1, never tell 'em your shoe size. ($N/A)