My Never Ending Love Affair With Pain and Stupidity
It began when I was 14. I found them calling me, beckoning me from the glass window beyond. black suede ankle boots with a square heel and pointed slightly rounded toe. I was in love. I saw no other, I heard no other, I wanted no other. And that moment when I brought them home from the store I knew that there was no other. The moment I put them on my feet however I was brought down to earth with the pain-stabbing reality check given to me by my feet. My feet were sending me that achy crunchy squished feeling when you are indeed wearing shoes that should not be on your feet. My feet knew right away what my infatuated brain could not yet accept. . These shoes as beautiful as they were - should have stayed on the shelf in the shoe store. And my bewitched mind immediately began to make excuses why these exquisite beauties were not living up to what I imagined them to be. "New shoes are always stiff." "I'll br...
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