Ah, Shoes…How I love thee…

Progress report: 1529 words on the time travel last night. Need a Gaelic slang dictionary which shoes date origins of words. Also need pull out the costume book which is buried in storage in the garage.

How much do I love shoes? I’ll tell you. I covet them. I dream of them. I drool over them.

I’m so fanatical, I bought two pairs for the wedding. Right. Like I need TWO. But my reasoning is one is for the ceremony and one is for the reception. Because, hey, I may be on my feet a lot and I don’t want to be uncomfortable. Heaven forbid the princess has sore feet. 😉

The first pair, which you see here, is for the ceremony. It’s been Man Tested and Approved. He was with me the day I bought them, so I could testing the height and make sure I wasn’t too tall. They worked. I also bought a cute little silver purse. Why? No clue. Doubt I’ll need it but I wanted it and that was all that mattered in my book. 😀

The second pair is pewter flats. Because I need them, you see. I need them like I need a hole in the head but you know, it’s always good to be prepared.

Other purchases for the wedding: A tiara. Because what princess isn’t complete without a tiara? 😉

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.