To reduce your foot pain this holiday season—while maintaining your fabulousness—I instructed the three women I employ (Jill, Jackie and Alonna) to suffer on your behalf! (I’m thoughtful like that.) I had them order about 50 pairs of party shoes and stand around the office in them for as long as possible. If any woman’s feet throbbed, if she complained of numb pinkie toes or just plain fell over, the pair was returned to sender. Wow, that was a fun day at the office—for me! Here are the 5 styles that passed their distress test. (For the record, nobody in our office holds any financial interest in any of these brands.)
When you're walking home from work on a beautiful fall evening and you think, "A delicious cappuccino would make my life complete right now." Then you realize it's 5:00 and you're too old for that shit.