The Day I Met......

Hi all.

Yesterday was bloody good day. If I could pick my top 3 days in my life so far, yesterday would definetly be up there!!

No I haven't got a job yet. No I didn't win the lottery. No I haven't met the love of my life.

I did, however, meet God.

Ok ok, I didn't mysteriously die and see God then come back alive. I met a version of God. This is the Shoe God. In my world, there are 3 Shoe Gods. They are equal in their importance and should be held in high esteem by any living woman.

The Gods are:

1. Jimmy Choo

2. Christian Louboutin

3. Manolo Blahnik

Last night, I had the pleasure of meeting God number 1... JIMMY CHOO!

It was amazing. It was out of this world. It was... Over too quickly :(

So here's how it all went down:

It was my parents wedding anniversary so the family went out for dinner to a place called Awana in Chelsea which is owned by a very good friend of my old man. Anywho, my Dad texts his friend to let him know we were coming and to tell him to stick around and have a drink. The friend (his name is Eddy) texts back saying he'll be there with Jimmy Choo.

Now at this point, I didn't really think anything of it. I mean, if someone said "Yeah I'm sitting here with Jimmy Choo" you wouldn't really believe them.. Would you!?

We leave Aqua (a great bar/restaurant on Argyll Street, London) and head off to Awana for dinner. To be honest, I wasn't really thinking much about the Jimmy Choo comment because I was hungry. So we get to the restaurant and Eddy greets us (Bless him hes such a lovely bloke) which is when I blurt out "So, what's this Jimmy Choo business?". I meant this as a joke and without actually thinking about the answer. Eddy calmly replies "Yes he's a good friend of mine and sitting inside with Beverley Knight having dinner"

WHAT THE HELL!?!!?

Jimmy Choo and Beverley Knight? These are two of the most badass people around. In the same room. At the same time. On the same table!

Me being the calm and cool person that I am acted like it was nothing... but inside I was squealing like a piglet! I mean, seriously, JIMMY CHOO! He's God!

We get taken to our table. I'm pretty much acting all nonchalant about the whole thing like I didn't really care who he was. My parents and brother were being the geeky celeb stalker kind and peeping over to see who he was. But me? No I was far too cool for that (Haha. Not)

I called Eddy over and told him that I needed to meet God and he arranged it!!!

He bought Jimmy (Yeah, we're cool like that so I can call him by his first name) over to my table and introduced us all to him and then I got my photo taken with him! This is when I died.

The guy is an absolute gent and so down to Earth! He asked me my name and what shoes I was wearing, I was wearing my Louboutins, he laughed. I giggled.

And that was it.

It was over before I knew it but my gosh I'll never forget it!

Tuesday 23rd February 2010 will always be known as "The Day I Met God"!

Have you ever met one of your idols or "Gods"? Let me know in the box at the bottom.

I'm going to float off on Cloud 9 now so take care and remember to

Walk tall with a swivel in your hips whenever you're wearing your

-6inchstilettos-

Me and Jimmy Choo :)