Minions*! I have discovered the key to happiness!  And suprisingly it has nothing to do with sweat lodges, grocery store birthday cake, or Tuscany. It is simply the owning and wearing of red shoes. I have recently purchased two pairs and it’s kind of sad how much they brighten up my day.

I’ve got my  comfy Toms, which make me feel generous (for because of my purchase, some kid somewhere far away now has shoes and does not have to wade barefoot through cow pies / corn fields/ mud?):

And my hunter boots, which make me feel British and optimsitic, despite the rain.

 *This is how you spell this word.