And then there were ponies.

[andcontrarywise]

*It's a pretty nice day, isn't it? The sun is shining. The birds are chirping. And in one of the fields, there's a winged pony prancing about a little and generally looking pleased with hirself

Comments

[justwannahave]

[Questions like how does a pony have a pair of glass slippers and why there are tattoos on everyone's ass just aren't enough for times like this.]

. . . Transformations again?

[placeholder--going out for a run]

[justwannahave]

[Are they red leather boots?]

They look very good. Even under present circumstances.

[andcontrarywise]

*struts in them*

One's thanks.

[justwannahave]

They would look great on both forms--it's all hand-stitched, real leather and no-child-labour involved.

[andcontrarywise]

*laughs*

How authentic.

[justwannahave]

Oh I believe in quality footwear.

[andcontrarywise]

Then we are in agreement in this.

[justwannahave]

That's so gratifying to hear. Camp doesn't have many shoe aficionados.

[andcontrarywise]

Quality shoes are among one's few pure pleasures.

[justwannahave]

At least you can still enjoy them as a pony.

[andcontrarywise]

A silver lining.

[justwannahave]

That's one thing in its favour then . . . *tries to take off a glass slipper and it's not that hard actually*

[andcontrarywise]

*marvelous*

[justwannahave]

It strikes me that there are limited opportunities to try on shoes while transformed . . . Unless the shoes are transformed as well.

[Which means it's shoe testing time.]

[andcontrarywise]

*one does hope you don't mind company*

[justwannahave]

[It's not the first time she's been in shady company--but trying on shoes is so wholesome!]