So I did what I said I never would. I bought something not because I loved it, but because I saw it in a fashion book. EEK! What has become of me. The purchase: a pair of Minnetonka Moccasins. In my defense, they are very cute and appear to be complimentary of my style. The only problem is that I’ve had them for 6 months now and haven’t worn them. Every time I put them on it just feels wrong. I tell myself I’m just waiting for the perfect outfit. But that’s a lie. I really want to like them. Am I just afraid to branch intolerance my comfort zone? Is there really that perfect outfit? Perhaps someday I will know. For now, they sit in my closet, lonely, waiting to be loved.