When I first placed my online ad on Yahoo Personals two years ago, I tried to make myself sound as geeky and unattractive as humanly possible in hopes of deterring the kind of guys who prefer Barbie clones.

An excerpt: “I have more books than shoes, wear minimal to no make-up, and I’m apt to be found with my nose in a good history book than Cosmo.”

Somehow, a brief stop by Wild Oats yesterday for faux grilled chicken patties turned into an hour’s browsing at the DSW Shoe Store where I picked up four pairs of shoes (three from the sale rack!) to add to the additional two pairs I bought earlier this month.

When I called Brandon to let him know I had been sucked into a swirling shoe store vortex, he commented on my apparent insincerity.

“You know, the only reason you have more shoes than books is because you have hundreds of books,” he said.

It’s closer to more than 1,000 books actually, which, I figure, allows me, oh, about 980 more pairs of shoes.