What Was I Thinking?

I don't know what I was thinking when I bought these clown shoes (and I like clowns) last week. The shoes felt comfortable, so I bought them. But the buyer's remorse kicked in quickly and, less than a week after I bought these shoes, I had to break down and get a replacement pair of gym shoes (a subtle pair of gray Nikes that are not clown-like at all). I couldn't even return the clown shoes because I'd worn them. I guess I'll donate them to a charity bin so maybe someone else can benefit from my mistake.