We purchased something at the Celtic Fling last week and the shop owner took great care in making sure it was protected against breakage. Then she felt the need to decorate it with pretty ribbon.
So dainty!
What could this daintily-wrapped package POSSIBLY hold? See for yourself after the jump
This weekend I was at DSW looking for a pair of sensible black flats. Which depresses me to no end, because I love me some awesome, kicky, high-heeled shoes. Through my entire life, I’ve only liked two styles of shoes…”slipper” and “hooker.”
However, my ability to wear hooker lovely high-heeled shoes without my arthritic toe* yelling at me for the next two days is slipping away with the rest of my 30s. So black flats it is for my day-to-day existence.
Which brings me to the beginning of my story. I was looking for boring-ass shoes when this glorious sight caught my eye. They were the tallest pair in the store, and when I saw them there, bathed by the spotlight, the beginning bars of “Welcome to the Jungle” twanged in my head.**
Whoa.
Oh my goodness. Aren’t they the most amazing, killer boots ever? Seeing these boots, knowing that they would NEVER work for me or my lifestyle was heartbreaking. It was like watching someone order breakfast at the Four Seasons while you’re stuck drinking a Boost.
So you ladies in your 20s…listen to your older blog sister Kim. You need to get these boots and wear them for me confidently. Be fierce while your body still allows you to be fierce.
Anyway, here’s what I ended up with:
(sigh)
If I can’t rock great shoes on a daily basis anymore, I can still pair black flats with colorful tights.
* I’m 99% sure Arthritic Toe came to be as a result of wearing hooker shoes all through my 20s and early 30s.
** Din-din-din-dindindin. Din-din-din-dindindin. Din din din dindindin din-din-din-din……
From my Treo!
We were feeling rich and elitist, so we visited the apple store. 😉 is it wrong of me to actively *want* someone to write a really nasty virus for macs?
That said…the video ipods are sweet.
Oh, now we’re at the Promenade in Marlton.
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