The time I broke a shoe

Dress: thrifted, vintage; Shoes: Bongo; Belt: Loft; Bag Fossil. 

Sometimes I take risks in my daily photos, and whether it's dangling cameras precariously off my tripod or trying new locations, it's usually very rewarding and worth the time and effort spent. However, I have also been very accident-prone in this hobby, as my camera obituary will no doubt make you aware (spoiler alert: there were bears involved). So even though I try to wear more sensible shoes on these long walks, I decided to wear my Bongo wedges, because walking on campus isn't that bad (just sets of stairs). Wrong, wrong. The strap on my right wedge came unglued and unstrapped, and I spent the better part of 10 minutes walking down steep North Campus and hoping I wouldn't teeter to the ground. I suppose I could superglue the strap back in place, but when an adhesive is the only thing separating me from Amazonian heights to podiatry hell, I'd rather just chuck the $5 Goodwill pair and just use more formidable footwear. And that, my friends, is why I'm retiring from secondhand shoe shopping ... for now. 

But I'm not averse to all treasures found at thrift stores, like this dress.  I really love the puffy sleeves and flower print, and I think I'll end up hacking off a few inches to make it knee-length.

While I am taking a break from thrift shoes, I have to ask: have any of you purchased any secondhand, and what are your tips for finding good pairs?

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