Weddingbee Blog

Dear Perfect Blue Peep Toe Heels,

Hi. It’s me. I’ve been trying to contact you for quite some time now, and frankly, you’re really starting to get on my nerves. I fell in love with you so long ago, before I even found THE dress. In my mind I’ve pictured us together, enjoying the wedding, with you as that perfect detail that would surprise (just a little) and delight (hopefully) everyone who spotted you. I’ve looked for you in all the usual places, but you don’t hang out at zappos, shoes.com, endless, piperlime, or even nordstrom. Why must you continue to elude me? Was it something I said? I thought for sure I’d come across you in New York City, and spent a few of my precious shopping hours combing the flagship Macy’s store for you. Where are you hiding?!

In my dreams you are pale blue, but I wouldn’t hold antique blue, or the perfect shade of grey-blue against you. You have an adorable peep-toe, and you’re not too tall. I’ve set a budget for you, but I’m starting to get desperate here. If you show yourself, I might just be able to stretch the numbers a little.

I’ve been tempted by your close relatives, but none of them have quite met my lofty goals:

There’s too dark:

Too patent:

Too teal:

And just too much:

And there are countless others that I’ve tossed aside in search of you. So where are you shoes? I know you’re out there in your satin, light blue, elegant but totally fun perfectness. You have an important role to play as both the something blue and the something-the-bride-freaking-loves (besides the groom of course).

Can’t we be friends?

Love, Miss Tiramisu

Someone please help me out here. I’d rather not make a habit of writing letters to accessories.

all images from zappos.com