A quick survey for you - Please browse through this selection of (some, shamefully) of my shoes. Here's one view:
And another view - a fine array of pointy, high and high-er heels, for the most part, right?
And one from the top -
Now, guess, if you will: Which one of these shoes a) gave me huge, Job-worthy blisters all over my feet and made me hobble for the better part of a week?*
b) are now in a box, heading to my sister?
c) make me look like a slightly mad, elderly woman in house-shoes?
d) Did I wear today?
Utterly gross fact re: Job-like blisters: One of them may or may not have shot dramatically all over my husbands' face and torso (eeeeuuuuuuuuwwwwwwwwww!) and possibly, I can't-be-quite sure, open mouth? While he was driving...because I accidentally stabbed it with a knife. One of the finer moments in our history, lemme tell ya!
A hint: Not these gold ones with only two metal straps and a pencil-thin heel. Amazingly.
The Dumbest Thing someone has said to me in a long, long time:
(After backing rather sharp!ly into my car while I was in it.)
"Ohhh.. that' ok, I'm from New York.."