Object of my affection: the Louis Vuitton Beauty Pump

The very prominent diplo-baby bump has put somewhat of a damper on the fall fashion planning - though I am single-handedly trying to bring back the tent dress (where are tent dresses when you need them?).  However, the inability to wear fall clothing intended for the normally proportioned does leave a bit of extra time - and budget - for accessories, and more importantly, for shoes.

I'm sure I'll be derided for today's objet by any current pregnant or previously pregnant woman, or frankly, by anyone in the medical profession or podiatry, and probably by anyone who has a clear concept of the time value of money.  These are what my father would call "roaring 20's cigarette" shoes, referring to that golden age when the select few would use $100 bills to roll cigarettes and smoke them, not because $100 bills were any better cigarette papers or added to the smoking experience, but to show that you could.  Also, let's face it, these over 4 inch heels aren't doing any footbeds any favors, to the pregant or not (though I would like to point out the very solid heel support structure, much better than a stiletto).

But aren't they gorgeous? Personally, at this stage of pregnancy, you're not that comfortable anyway, no matter what you go with - shouldn't at least your feet look like a million bucks? Or just over eight hundred of them?