Early Birds Just Lose Sleep

If the early bird gets the worm, I am forever doomed to starvation. Can I help it if my internal clock seems to have a sticky snooze button? But when it starts affecting my wardrobe's growth potential, disaster ensues. At the beginning of the spring '09 season, the maestros at Jimmy Choo did a first- they collaborated with the Hunter company, the masters of bad weather shoes, to make a signature wellington. Of course, being Jimmies, they are no ordinary rain boots, but a croc-embossed, side buckle-detail, high gloss masterpiece. As soon as I saw them in the Bergdorf Goodman catalogue, I knew they would be snapped up sooner than you can say "over-priced designer shoes." Being the incurable latecomer that I am, I dragged my feet in the acquisition process. By June, the entire country had sold out and the waiting list was backed up to March. Only a devout Chooist could understand my devastation. To add insult to injury, I realized I had also missed out on the last markdown for spring fashions at Barney's after reading and re-publishing my first anniversary blog. It was as if my ghost of Christmas past was visiting me to run an intervention. I lost no time and hopped on the first F train to Bergdorf's- I decided to skip Barney's as their couture castoffs were likely well on their way to the warehouse for the big semi-annual sale. To my chagrin, the size 5.5 clearance racks were almost barren. To avert further tragedy, I decided to adopt at least one pair of Jimmy Choo sandals. Sure they were a little Miami flashy, but as Abby my Choo broker knows, my taste in shoes is as understated as Vegas at night. As the shoe purveyor was about to wrap up my sale, I took a chance and asked if BG would be getting a second wave of the wellies. Lightning struck and to my disbelief, she told me they would not get any more shipments, but a customer had returned a pair - in size 5!
So to all those friends, family members and colleagues who have tried to reform my procrastinating ways, I counter with another old adage- good things come to those who wait. P.S. If you had to ask, naturally, I bought the wellies.