Okay..so I have a weakness. Well, I have forty-eleven weakness; but for now, I only focus on one. One very sick deeply rooted weakness. One that I has always hidden in the shadows, but now it is time for it to come out of the closet.
This...this is the shoes I cleaned out of my closet last night. The ones I no longer wear, or bought in a weak insure moment...or when I thought kitten heels would be the new rage. And now, I am in purge mode....so these are off to the Goodwill.
And for a moment...for just one brief second...I almost could not do it. See those precious red patent peek-a-boo toe slings? Oh how sweet are they?? And those silver and brown woven stilettos. Hello Lover. And the deep red chunky square-toe boots....Oh we had such good times together. It is hard to just throw them out and not know who they will go to. Anyone wear a 6? I can mail them if you promise to take good care of them. And love them and hug them and call them George. Or Hore-Hey..if it floats your boat.