the right to shoes and peace of mind

Did you ever have one of those moments when, all of a sudden, you become so irritated you are practically inconsolable because... your hair isn't laying the way you want it to OR your eyebrows are unevenly plucked (and seriously how could you have missed that earlier!) OR because your clothes are fitting really weirdly at that exact moment and you have no idea why (perhaps a phantom seamstress snuck in during the night?)  OR your nails are grossly chipped but there's no time to re-paint OR you can't figure out which of your 8,598 pairs of SHOES to wear (ok, I have nowhere near that number, it was for effect)? The point is, you get so worked up that you have turned this little insignificant (in the grand scheme of things) detail into a pseudo-existential crisis! and on top of that, you should have been out the door at least 5 minutes ago! We've all been there, right?

Well, I had one of these moments the other night as I was getting ready to go out and I got so flustered that I finally just started laughing at my silliness and quickly decided that I needed to capture some of the madness with my macbook's camera - as blog therapy.  *disclaimer* this is the first time I've used iMovie to edit anything, I only had about an hour to do it, AND the lighting in my house at night is notoriously dim - we like it that way. the videos... do not.  

So, take a deep breath, people...it's gonna be OK.

PS: which shoes would you choose?  

***UPDATE: I chose the black & white oxfords!