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In Love with Heels
Her: I thought you were out of gas.
Me: I was never out of gas. I just decided to park it for a while. Contemplate the future.
Her: Sounds like retirement to me.
Me: Well, people do retire. I’d say most people my age are retired.
Her: So retire then! You bought that knitting kit. Time to rev up those needles, sugar.
Me: Knitting is too hard. I’d rather work. Besides people who knit don’t wear heels.
Her: You’re making a life decision on whether you can wear heels with it?
Me: Not exactly. Sort of.
Her: I thought you were all cool with wearing jeans everyday. I thought you were loving your big thick socks and your boots. Little Miss Shit Kicker. Tough old broad.
Me: Don’t mock. I’m trying to find myself.
Her: Oh Jesus. You’ve been lost and found 10,000 times. Just go with who you are right this minute. Take a picture so you don’t forget.
Me: Pull the car over and take a picture of myself? That’s so dorky.
Her: Just do it. Just fucking do it. And smile like you’re wearing red heels.
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I have red heels and even redder ones after I’ve worn heels. But seriously, great photo for the new you. And great shoes, too!
Next week’s mission is new red shoes.
PS. I knit though not usually while wearing my red shoes.
I hate heels, but I love this.
There’s also great boots – same effect.
I love my heels, and always will.
You do have a Mata Hari smile in that picture.
Ha! Now that’s a first.