2-CIMG3259I used to think this was part and parcel of being  a hip young thing, but now I’m less inclined to believe the hype.  Make that, ‘rather unwilling to entertain even the mere thought’.  But it wavers.  Especially if the object in question is pretty, flirty, sparkly or to-die-for.  Lately though I find my limits firmly set at ‘only somewhat true’.  And only for shoes.  And only sometimes.  Take these puppies here.  The gold ones have been worn once and lacerated my toes so badly they have been quarantined and the red ones took many band-aided toes before we resembled anything close to being friends.  And these were by a brand for big spaz-shaped feet, like mine!  Gawd help the little people…

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