That did not happen. I hardly touched shoes there. I did see a pair of shoes that made me smile. I almost bought them, but I could not figure out where to wear them. I am not even sure they came in my size. But they were very very very shiny. I am not even sure how far I could walk in them. Yes, they have the platform but I could see myself hobbling to a car to sit down for the evening swinging my legs of course so everyone could and certainly would see my shoes.
I almost bought them because every time I would look at them I could not help but smile and maybe even giggle. How can you be in a bad mood with highly sparkly shoes? And surely no one around me could be mad either.
The world needs more sparkly shoes. More sky high sparkly shoes. Shoes that serve no function than to make people smile. I would even consider a tiny pair to hang from my rearview mirror. Okay, not really but maybe on a key chain. Or just to have on my desk so when times get crazy I could gaze upon the shoes and all would be forgotten and just maybe forgiven.
It could happen. All women know the power of a good shoe. Even a good shoe on another woman's foot.