Marshall's is my lover. Today as I shopped my local Marshalls, I stumbled across Betsey Johnson shoes (They looked similar to the above shoes, only taller) for - wait for it - $50. I immediately strapped them on and wobbled around the store, trying to convince myself that I could walk in them. But when several people smirked/laughed at my antics, I had to admit that the spindly, mile-high stillettos were a deliberate attempt to maim me. The beauty of the shoes mocked me as I placed them back into the box, lovingly smoothing the tissue paper arround them.