"aren't those heels uncomfortable?" someone will ask when i'm wearing a pair.
"no. i can sprint in them. wanna see?" and i take off down the sidewalk like i'm being clocked in the shuttle run in the presidential fitness test.
one of my favorite girlie shoes is scuffed. another pair is missing the heel. i still wear them, unable to give up the ghost of what they were. usually i pair the fancies with a hoodie and white tank top bought in bulk from the men's department at target. whatever. i like to dress as a person in three parts. my torso doesn't have to respond to what my feet are doing. and neither have to correspond to my head.
so today i found these. cute. my size. 18 dollars. sold. thanks dsw. this place is singlehandedly responsible for me learning math: unlisted on sale. on sale for 29ish dollars with 40 percent extra off. i'm doing this math in my head and realizing that i can't afford not to buy them.
but i really want a pair of red heels for summer and i've found what i like at dsw, but not in my size, but in a brand they carry at younkers. back to the scene of the crime we go.
unfortunately, i find two pairs of red shoes i like:
on the left is another pair of unlisted shoes. very comfy. cute heels, but also casual. like me. on the right is a pair of bandolinos unlike anything i've ever seen.
i like the casualness of the unlisted. i like the bizarre heel and ankle strap of the bandolino. chuck can't decide which pair he'd rather see laying in a pile in the hallway, either.
so i got both.
three pairs of shoes later, we went home. i went for a run. chuck made tenderloin on the grill. we prepared to go out. i put on the red unlisteds for a night at burrito union and looked like a total sailor:
so i wore old new shoes and we walked to starfire lounge. good times.
this is where i remembered i like snoop.