Even though I am running on one hour of sleep since me and my poor baby both came down with a cold (I blame myself for getting back in the germy gym), I’m loving this perfect-for-flats-and-silk Indian summer we’re having in New York. Since I had my son three months ago, I’ve been dreading trying on my shoes. The impending chill has forced me to face my fears, and let’s just say I’ve made more than one trip to the shoe guy for stretch therapy. Luckily, no pair has proved to be a lost cause but I haven’t tried them all. Let us pray.