Today is the day. The painful day, the exciting day and a quite fashionable day if I do say so myself. Today is the day I learn to wear heels.
Some may say "So what? I wear heels all the time", and that is all fine and dandy for them but for me this is a BIG deal. I have wanted to be a heel girl for a long time. I have tried before only to fail miserably and painfully. Depressingly it just ends with numb toes and multiple pairs of high heels left sadly alone in the back of my closet, never to be touched again.
So what is different this time you ask? I have a wedding to go to, and people, pencil skirts can not be worn without heels, and that is all there is too it.
So what is different this time you ask? I have a wedding to go to, and people, pencil skirts can not be worn without heels, and that is all there is too it.
Let me set the scene for you.....
It was a cold, windy night and I was cozy in my Torrid dressing room. I had a whole room full of dresses that I was blowing through, one after another that just didn't look right in one way or place. Unfortunately I am odd shaped, my bottom half and my top half are different sizes. You can take a guess at which is larger if you feel that is necessary to the story. Any who, at the suggestion of my wonderful Torrid sales girl/ dressing room attendant, I tried a high waisted pencil skirt with a top tucked in. PERFECT! I loved it! Though as I was looking at myself in those horrible three way mirrors I noticed something that was wrong. I was flat. I needed to be pumped up, and therefore I needed pumps.
I fought with myself for a while, "this has happened before" I thought. "I know the fate of these heels is bleak, they will end up in the back of my closet with the rest of the beautiful lonely soles." So I bought them anyway. the heels I bought were red and dark brown with four inch chunky heels. ADORABLE! But when I got home I worried "Should I subject these heels to the same life that all of my other heels have suffered? Dusty and heaped in a pile is no way to live!" So, I returned them, and with a great resolve I decided, I will be a heel girl! I will just have to start with something smaller, so I bought some nice shiny red heels, about two and a half inches of torture device. Today is the day I am a heel girl, I am officially Heelin' n Dealin'.


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