Unmoved by any of the usual footwear I had selected, sitting on the floor of JC Penney with dear girl child and 17 opened and then poorly re-closed shoe boxes, I employed a personal shopper. "Honey," I asked my 5 year old daughter, "would you do me a favor? Would you go pick out a few pairs of the prettiest shoes for grown ups out there?
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