I win
I've been mocked over the years for my love of shoes. "Who need that many shoes?" people would ask in an appalling shock, while looking at me as though I had a weird skin rash. Even friends would hold me in contempt, dragging me away from various shoe stores, all the while rolling their eyes and saying the same refrain: "You don't need anymore shoes!" I tried to explain that shoes are not a "need" in the food, water, sleep sense of the word. But they are very much a "need" of mine, and I have been alone.
Until now.
Barb's Blog:
" I am so tempted to buy cute shoes on my way to a meeting tomorrow. OMG WHAT AM I ACTUALLY A GIRL!?!? *FLEES*"
Chelsey's Blog:
"My friends, I have to admit that I have become a cute shoe whore!! I can't stop myself . . . everything revolves arounds shoes.It's a slippery slope, isn't schmeltie?"
Ha! And yes, Chelsey, it is a slippery slope. I started out much like you...and now, I have 80-odd pairs of shoes in my closet.
Love of shoes is a gift, my friends. Before you know what happened, you'll be surfing eBay for great deals, and Carrie Bradshaw will become your personal hero, as she has mine. And I promise you; you will find dialogue like this witty and amazing:
Charlotte: I could never! I have the most terrible fear of heights!
Carrie: Well, I do not... you've seen my shoes.”
Ahh....hilarious.
-K
3 Comments:
Shoes are the shit. They're instant gratification. And oh, do they hurt so good...
Wedges, flats, heels, slut shoes, FMP's, sandals, clogs, mules, loafers, boots...oh baby, I'm get a little bit lightheaded...
Except the shoes didn't fit, so I am NOT A GIRL YET! :O *puts on her beat up old sneakers and runs away~*
OMG I AM SO DOWN FOR A MA! *CALLS*
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