New shoes, per Steve's request.

I have a pair of shoes that Steve absolutely loathes. He hates everything about them, and isn't too thrilled when I come home at the end of the day wearing them. They are a little (correction: a lot) smelly, and subsequently make my feet smell. Whenever I walk in the house wearing them he makes me take them off outside the door, then go straight to the bathtub to wash my feet. I love these shoes. They are the kind of shoe that if I had known I would wear them everyday, with any outfit, then I would have bought another pair when I purchased them for $20 at the Banana Republic Outlet in Las Vegas last summer.
Steve put his foot down almost 2 weeks ago now and told me I couldn't wear them again. He told me I was going to have to throw them away, I told him that wasn't an option. He then gave me the option to buy a new pair of shoes to replace them to help ease the pain of throwing them away. I looked and looked to find a pair exactly like them but wasn't successful. As pathetic as I am, I would not let him throw them away until I found a new pair of shoes. After days and days of searching I didn't find anything similar, so I decided on a different pair of shoes.
I decided to OK my new purchase of shoes with Steve because they were pricey: $50. When I told Steve why I wanted a pair of Toms (for every pair you buy, they give a pair to someone in a Third World country), he agreed they were a good purchase, direct words were something about "you're pulling at my liberal heartstrings."
Needless to say, the red pair of Toms were a good purchase. I love them. Not quite as versatile as my Banana Republic favorites, but I figure good pairs of shoes will come and go (and I might get emotionally attached as I did this last time!) Hopefully next time I'm smart enough to buy two pairs!