Sisters are doin' it for themselves

Whenever I tell people I am the middle child in my family, there's always an "Oh no, middle child syndrome". Somehow this notion has been taught to people worldwide, and now folks like me have to constantly hear "poor you" comments and assumptions about how we are somehow sad and marginalised or weirdly attention seeking or cutting ourselves to make the pain of perpetually being piggy in the middle go away.

Whilst I will admit to quite a bit of showboating when I was a kid to get attention (Young Talent Time anyone?), I'd like to believe I'm fairly well adjusted now. But I am most definitely a "middle child" and the reason I know that is because of my big sister M.

M is considerate, serious and grown up and always has been. I am often inconsiderate, and immature and probably always will be.

M puts others' needs first and remembers important family dates. I put others' needs first only for special occasions (which I have only remembered when M has called me to remind me).

M helps my parents with stuff and lets me choose where we're eating for dinner. I help my parents only when M is unavailable (twice in my whole life) and eat whatever the hell I want.

And while this blog may make me sound like a bit of a dickhead (we all have our moments...especially us poor poor middle children) its basically about how good my sister M is.

She is currently guest starring at Alfie's Friend Rolfe to give me a few days off for my birthday. If you pop in you will get to find out how good she really is for yourself. Ask her anything about shoes or accessories. Here is a great picture of us.

All grown up...

OMG!!! I'm sooo in love with these shoes.



When I was a kid I was super girly and flat out refused to wear shoes that weren't shiny patent leather. I had three pairs of little t-bar mary-janes (think little kid orthopaedic ones worn with knee high socks), black was third favourite, navy was second favourite, and then the best best BEST ones were red.

I'd like to believe this pair is the sexy grown up version, and the little girl version of me would clap her chubby dimpled hands and approve of my continuing love affair with shiny red shoes.

They just arrived in store at my shop, and at only $165 you'd better be quick!!

There are plenty more styles to chose from ("My name is Cat, and I am a shoe addict")... email me at alfiesfriendrolfe@bigpond.com for more info.