Some people work to cure cancer, others are fighting the war on poverty. Me? My selfless act is to help people spend money on stuff they need, like clothes and bags and makeup and, of course, killer shoes. But, that's not all. I like to eat. And complain (most specifically about how hard it is to be a mom). Oh, and obsess over the next perfect pair of shoes.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Friday Shoe Haiku
Hey, killer red shoes
Killer 'cause they hurt so bad
What the **, Aerosoles?*
Shoe n' Tell: These patent red d'orsay pumps were such a deal and that heel height is dead-on — not too high and not too low. I couldn't believe they were Aerosoles. I always forget I have them and when I drag them out, I remember why: There's something freakishly wrong with them. They are Aerosoles for heaven's sake, and they are not comfortable! That goes against the laws of shoedom. Something about the cut-out at the toe causes all the problems. Yet, I still keep trotting them out.
*and no, the asterisks are not counted as syllables.
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4 comments:
What we won't do for fashion. Those are killer red shoes.
Crazy! They look so cute! I am so sorry they are not comfortable. Get with the shoedom rules, Aerosoles!
I stopped buying Aerosoles because my last 2 pair were uncomfortable. That was at least 5 years ago and I haven't given them a try sense. Your shoes are cute, though.
Ditto gigi. I stopped getting Aerosoles when the last 2 I bought gave me blisters. But those look so good!
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