We all know that stilettos are no match for the cracks between bricks; the cobblestones on Wharf Street aren't much better.

But don't let that deter you from attending the second meeting of the Hello Stiletto Shoe Club, this Friday evening at the Cafe at Wharf Street & Wine Bar. It's a great chance to show off shoes that may not get the appreciation they deserve at home and meet some new like-minded friends.

True confessions: I may be a shoe addict.

I’ve tried retail therapy, but the symptoms only worsen – a heady feeling at the smell of fine leather, quickening pulse over a sexy peep toe, quick justifications for just one more pair ...

Don't you love the way you look in your new high heels? You're suddenly taller and slimmer, your derriere rides a little higher - Carrie and the girls would definitely approve.

Until you stop dead in your tracks.

No, it's not the sight of Mr. Wonderful. It's the damned bricks again.