I washed all my tights last week. They'd been piled in a corner, then in a bag, then...well, H finally held me down 'til I washed them. Such a royal pain in the rear, handwashing them.Of course, it means I can wear them. Novel idea.
So this morning, I decided I really wanted to wear The Incredibly Painful Shoes.
I figure maybe, just maybe, with tights, they won't be so painful.
So in the bag they go, and on go the flats for the commute. Change at work - oila! No pain. Walk to get my breakfast. No pain.
All day long, compliments roll (ok, 2 people said something) in. No pain.
About 3:30-4 o'clock, though it starts. A leeeetle tight. Just a squeeze.
They're still on, and darn! do they look good (black baby fishnets & an LBD), but my tootsies are definitely eagerly awaiting escape.
3 comments:
Wow, what a great look!
Miss Scarlet - why thank you, my dear. I do feel like my style mojo's back - if only just a little.
Very sexy. I say - suffer through the pain. It's worth it.
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