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"Let me tell you the story of meeting Miss Smarty Shoes. As her new nickname implies, she is smart and loves shoes! Earlier in the week we had exchanged a few emails and had a few short phone conversations, but for the most part, meeting her last night was a blind date. I picked up the blue-eyed Illinoisan that had scored a fifteen hundred on the SAT&amp;#x27;s at 5:00. She invited me in to her bungalow for a quick tour and to meet her dog. She seemed very concerned that if we were to have any chance of a future together that I get along well with her puppy. Well, the corgi and I got along fine. And although I was a little taken aback by the tail-less, hair-shedding machine, I was more blown away by MSS&amp;#x27;s shoe collection. The very tiny blond had a huge amount of shoes crammed into her cozy home. She had patent leather Pradas, stiletto-heeled Manolos and dark red Chanels. She had sophisticated, business-looking, brown leather Steve Maddens, sexy, strappy Fendis and expensive- looking Guccis. She had Nikes and Adidas for running and slippers for around the house. She had cubbies stuffed with shoes by Juicy, Kate Spade and Diane von Furstenburg. In the corner of her walk-in closet sat a Christmas-tree-shaped rack overflowing with vintage heels. She had shoes lining the floor, on her shelves next to books and in about every nook and cranny of her not-so-spacious living space. Are you getting the point? The woman loves shoes. She slipped on a pair of understated, soft, comfortable-looking green flats that were covered with little pink flowers and we were off. Like any good producer, MSS took me to a cocktail hour at a theater that was hosting a premiere for her employer. We arrived promptly at the Arclight on Sunset Boulevard as the sun was setting. We decided to drive to the roof of the parking structure to soak in the view. Romantic. Once inside we headed to the overcrowded bar and sipped complimentary red wine while she schmoozed and introduced me to her co-workers: the young, the powerful, the hungry, and the newly off-strike writers. All were very nice, polite and eager to see this new comedy their company had produced. The film was HILARIOUS. After the movie we went back to my place for nightcaps and not much else (see, I do know how to behave myself). Despite her shoe addiction, I think she is intriguing enough to go out with again. So for all my nervousness about online dating, I&amp;#x27;m going to chalk this up to being a success. Still, I&amp;#x27;m curious to know what you guys think about someone with so many shoes. Any of you have an addiction that you feel like confessing?"^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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