Does your soul cast about like an old paper baaaaag, past empty lots and la de daaa?
My sick obsession: let me show you it.
I have a few hours between when I get out of work tomorrow and when I have to be at Midway to fly home. There are some shoes calling my name.
Like I really need black platform open-toe slingbacks. But I bet they'd be hellaciously comfortably.
Adorable! And red!
I saw these in my size on the sale rack just now. I was sorely tempted.
BOOTS. I promise these actually look better in person, and not, y'know, synthetic and kinda cheap. Again, I need nice shoes that are hellaciously comfortable. It's getting to be fall soon, guys! What the heck.
Dissuade me. No, really.
...okay, that was a lie.
I have a few hours between when I get out of work tomorrow and when I have to be at Midway to fly home. There are some shoes calling my name.
Dissuade me. No, really.
...okay, that was a lie.