WPPI with a slice of shoes!

I will be out of town from March 11th- 20th because I will be attending WPPI in Las Vegas with a dear friend of mind, Kelly Ward.  WPPI to those of you that are not photographers is a huge convention that a lot of photographers go to every year.  I’ve never been so I’m quite excited.  I hear it is a great time – you learn a lot and you also get to meet some fantastic people.   Kelly and I are also flying in a day early to go to the Grand Canyon and to hit Route 66.  I can’t wait to travel with a shutterbug.  My husband is very tolerant of the “STOP!  I want a shot of that!” schreeches but I can imagine that it does get old.

So shoes.  We must talk footwear.  I’m a shoe girl.  Love the lovely shoes.  I keep chanting to myself “do not go to Manolo… do not go to Manolo” because I live in Ohio and there is no Manolo to be seen here.  Last March I took a trip to NYC to see The Drowsy Chaperone and also wanted to hit up Manolo when I was there for some kick butt shoes for the wedding.  Instead I ran into Ty Pennington and never made it to Manolo (true story).  So I still have yet to make it to my shoe-god store.  However… I have some shoes to cover the bases until then.  If you see me in Vegas heading towards Manolo do what you have to to get me away!  😉  Anyways… the reason I bring up shoes is because a friend sent me a pair of unusual shoes for Christmas.  I have an obsession with bubble lights and she found these somewhere and decided they must be mine.  I love them.  But… they are dangerous and well.  Here look…

Now you see what I mean?   Not exactly your average shoe… but they DO make a statement!  So I’m on the fence on if I’m taking them with and if I take them with if I am BRAVE ENOUGH to wear them in public.  But of all places in the world, I really think Vegas will be able to handle these babies long before Ohio will.  So… yay or nay?  I think with jeans I may be able to get away with it.  Maybe…