It was shaping up to be a sad day, let me tell you. My new Marc by Marc dress arrived from the Bloomingdale's sale, but, being purchased online without the benefit of dressing-room scrutiny, I hadn't realized that the size L would be just a leeeeetle too low and drapey on the neckline, and also have armholes that were just this side of too large, and exposed my completely un-fabulous underthings. I realized that without a sewing machine, table, or pins, it was going to be a terrible idea to take up the neckline and armholes myself. Emergency layering plans must be made if I plan to wear it any time soon, and the real solution will be finding a tailor I trust to do these things for me.
And then, I looked at my favorite pair of ballet flats, and I was momentarily brought even lower by despair. My several-years-old Steve Madden gold peep-toes are torn up so badly on the heels that I'm fairly certain the soles will peel off this summer.
A very well-timed ebay auction had these very shoes! in my size! in both pewter and black. No gold, unfortunately, but not a bad catch for a several-seasons-past shoe. The internet might not be able to solve every problem I've ever had, but it's coming closer and closer all the time.