A lady after my own heart

I’ve never been a fan of Celine Dion. She seems a bit over-the-top for me with all her dramatic chest thumping. Maybe I can’t get over marrying a manager 26 years older than herself. But what the hell do I know. They’ve been married forever and I suppose they’re happy as they’re not plastered all over the tabloids. It’s possible that’s because there’s no room with the Kardashians taking up all the room on the covers, but I’d rather think they’re happy.

I guess it all boils down to the chest pumping dramatics for my meh attitude.

But then I came to learn something about Madam Dion that has made me infinitely jealous.

Not the money she has, but that certainly facilitated the reason that I’m jealous.

Ms. Dion has over 3,000 pairs of shoes. Sigh.

I don’t know the point of buying shoes that don’t fit. I’ve been known to buy shoes that are too high, too pinchy, or too costly, but they’ve all technically fit.

That’s a little weird.

The story I’m writing right now is a contemporary romance with a lady who’s got a serious shoe fetish. It’s been fun for me because I get to “shop” for shoes on the internet all the time. If you want to see Holly fictitious shoe collection, head over to my Pinterest page for Cooking Up Love.