Paradigm Shift
So, on Sunday I wore my kickin' new sky-high-black boots, the current fashion
statement of all masochistic women everywhere.
I had never worn heels that high in my life before, and after an early morning at music rehearsal (8 a.m start), by the time I got home at about 2 p.m., my feet were crying--or maybe that was just me.
"Why are these so popular?!" I wondered to myself.
It made me wonder if I made a mistake buying them...
...until, of course, my husband gave me a kiss that knocked my socks off (boots still on though--it was that good.)
"What was that for?" I asked.
"Nothing... you're just looking good. You don't normally wear heels like that."
Hmph.
So, the next day, I ordered three more pairs of high-heeled shoes.
I guess I answered my own question! Women will endure all kinds of ridiculous things to look attractive...
... but that's nothing new, is it?
I had never worn heels that high in my life before, and after an early morning at music rehearsal (8 a.m start), by the time I got home at about 2 p.m., my feet were crying--or maybe that was just me.
"Why are these so popular?!" I wondered to myself.
It made me wonder if I made a mistake buying them...
...until, of course, my husband gave me a kiss that knocked my socks off (boots still on though--it was that good.)
"What was that for?" I asked.
"Nothing... you're just looking good. You don't normally wear heels like that."
Hmph.
So, the next day, I ordered three more pairs of high-heeled shoes.
I guess I answered my own question! Women will endure all kinds of ridiculous things to look attractive...
... but that's nothing new, is it?
(Oh, Lizzy, what were you thinking?!!)
