Such was the desire I felt for some exquisite beauties of my own, I got her to tell me where she got them from and went in search of them.
I found them. And they were such a bargain, I bought another pair, in a different style, which will have to wait until next Shoesday.
I present, my new shoes.
Yes, dear RoseRed, you will by now have noticed they're not the fetching ankle straps you bought. I only just figured that out myself!
It's probably just as well that I forgot you had the ankle strap version because ankle straps don't suit me in the slightest. I don't have your finely shaped ankles. Straps turn mine into tree trunks.
So I wore them to work yesterday, with Sean shaking his head and wondering how on earth I was going to walk out the door, let alone to the bus (it's called suffering for fashion, Sean). Actually, no, it was ok. I didn't suffer too much although I'm not sure what my podiatrist would say about them.
I care not. I looked fabulous yesterday. JoodyDoody said so.
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