Footsies

I so want to be a "shoe person". I covet cute shoes. They are so fun and spunky and just the perfect adornment to any outfit.

The problem is I'm a "comfort person" and in my (ahem) years on this planet, I've made special note that "comfort" and "cute" so rarely go together.

But every once in a while I bust out a pair of cute shoes, sashay into a local establishment and hobble out with my slightly deformed and bloody feet several hours later.

And you know what? It's worth it, it really is. It's mostly worth it. It is, in fact, worth it...occasionally. Well, some times. Okay - hardly ever. But I do it anyway.

Because I have the great desire to be a "shoe person". And don't get between a girl and cute shoes.