I got new shoes today! I didn’t just go out and get a new pair of shoes, I organized an entire caravan of women (who else would blow off work to go and get shoes?) from work-we went to Nordstroms, shoe shopping at lunchtime.
Ok, I admit it. I’m really a tomboy about certain things. I can explain how an internal combustion engine works, I know which end of a soldering iron to hold, and I have been known to play some rocking electric guitar. I’m not all “girly girl” in a lot of ways, but there’s one particular (maybe two-if you count my irrational fear of insects) way I’m very feminine. I LOVE shoes.
Shoes, shoes, shoes, gloriuos SHOES.
History will prove Imelda Marcos right-it’s all about the shoes.
Oh, and I made Alex help me pick out these supercool black boots wtih like buckles all over them and stuff because, sure clogs are comfortable (I pratically live in them) but, hey, a girl’s got to have some funky ass boots too, right?
Ewww-weeee, I got me some funky ass boots, some spiffy new comfy clogs, and I got back in time to nuke some mac and cheese so I could actually eat for a change. I feel so empowered-like my own little “woman’s movement” all rolled into one giant “lady who lives in a shoe” package.
Until next time…