If you’ve been reading this blog for awhile, you know quite well that I’m not a fancy lady. I like things easy, and fun, but I’m no girly-girl. You’re far more likely to find me in sneaks and a sweatshirt than a dress and heels. That said, I clean up well. I’m not bragging, it’s just a fact. When I do manage to get into a dress, I look and feel great for the most part. The one exception in this department, however, has always been shoes. I can’t deal with heels. I watch celebrities and clubbing types do it with ease, as though they were born with heels on (that’s a gross image! Sorry!). I’ve never understood it. I thought there was some secret world of girldom that I was not privy to. That is, until December 30, 2011. A day that will forever go down in the history books for me as Shoegate. And why is this? Well, I dropped into Umeboshi, a lovely shoe store on Main Street in Vancouver. I’ve been there before, and I’ve even tried shoes on there before. But I’ve never