I hate shoes
Seriously, I hate shoes. I've been wearing Crocs for so long that I forgot how terribly uncomfortable real shoes are. I mean, I have socially acceptable Crocs, not just hideous clown shoes. I bought some for work, they look like real shoes and everything. So anyway, I'm at the mall today, replacing Viv's favorite jeans that I managed to lose in Florida along with an entire load of laundry, when I spy shoes. Cute shoes. I buy cute shoes and bring them home. Three hours later - ouch. I hate shoes.
I'm buying these next. I don't care if I look like some freaking mountain woman crawling into town out of the wilderness every time I go grocery shopping. My feet hurt.
I'm buying these next. I don't care if I look like some freaking mountain woman crawling into town out of the wilderness every time I go grocery shopping. My feet hurt.