Money, Shoes, My Fantasy Life
Warning, shallow post below.
Everyone should congratulate me on this one. Tonight, I found the most beautiful pair of shoes but did not buy them. They were sixty dollars. The brand of shoes shall remain unmentioned, but know that the brand was designer and the shoes looked unique. The were a delicate dusty rose, faux-serpent with antique jewelled detail above the open toe. The heels were at least 2 1/2 inches, if not more. This pair of shoes directly played into my fantasy life. I have beautiful dresses and fantastic pairs of jeans that would have gone wonderfully with those shoes. Except...I try not to traipse around town in jewelled heels. Okay, wait, let me rephrase that. I would definitely traipse around town in jewelled heels. After all, I am the woman who wore a silver sequinned bustier and grey peplum blazer with jeans to see Metallica in 1991. What I mean to say is that I walk a lot. One who walks around as much as I do shouldn't walk around in heels. It's bad for your foot health. Also, I supposed it would be better not to show up to teach conference in jewelled heels while adovcating social justice and restraints on consumerism. Hmmm. Yep, even for me. Not the right thing to do.
Also, I have nothing special planned. Not that I need a special occasion, but given the above justifications...unless...someone wants to invite me to do something special. Then, of course, I'd need to look nice for you. So...whaddya say?
Everyone should congratulate me on this one. Tonight, I found the most beautiful pair of shoes but did not buy them. They were sixty dollars. The brand of shoes shall remain unmentioned, but know that the brand was designer and the shoes looked unique. The were a delicate dusty rose, faux-serpent with antique jewelled detail above the open toe. The heels were at least 2 1/2 inches, if not more. This pair of shoes directly played into my fantasy life. I have beautiful dresses and fantastic pairs of jeans that would have gone wonderfully with those shoes. Except...I try not to traipse around town in jewelled heels. Okay, wait, let me rephrase that. I would definitely traipse around town in jewelled heels. After all, I am the woman who wore a silver sequinned bustier and grey peplum blazer with jeans to see Metallica in 1991. What I mean to say is that I walk a lot. One who walks around as much as I do shouldn't walk around in heels. It's bad for your foot health. Also, I supposed it would be better not to show up to teach conference in jewelled heels while adovcating social justice and restraints on consumerism. Hmmm. Yep, even for me. Not the right thing to do.
Also, I have nothing special planned. Not that I need a special occasion, but given the above justifications...unless...someone wants to invite me to do something special. Then, of course, I'd need to look nice for you. So...whaddya say?
posted by Laurelle St. Laurent at 9:15 p.m.
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