Shoe Shopping

It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. It was hot, it was cold. It was fun, it was...

un-fun?

It was a weird day. It all started off with a trip to DSW to look for black, lace-up, leather, calf-high boots. Ya' know, kind of a military look going on? Anyway, thought there might be a sale on winter stuff. Was very wrong. There are not winter stuff sales going on because, winter stuff sales are over. After a decade or two of shopping, should have remembered that such sales are over by end of January. Was forced to buy black calfskin sandals that show off painted toes. Was then forced to paint toes, of course picked a vampy red. Was then forced NOT to wear sandals, as it was 32 out this morning. Damn Illinois.

Miss summer. Miss bare-back shirts that let hair swish gently against back. For all of you short-hair chicks out there, you are really missing out. There is something sensual about having long hair move along skin, something sensual and very summer.
::sigh::

Am clearly a summer kind of girl. Like walking, heat, humidity, the fog in the early morning just before sunrise, cute sandals and iced coffee.

Ready to be rid of icky winter,

Moire