Red shoe day
Rushing around getting ready to leave for the office … skirt (black), top (also black), face (done), hair (also done) … pick up my bag, put on my shoes and head for the door.
Wait! Something is wrong … I’ve got a definite frumpy feeling.
What can I do? I know … it’s the shoes!
Wait! Something is wrong … I’ve got a definite frumpy feeling.
What can I do? I know … it’s the shoes!
Quick change later …. and that’s much better.
I’m transformed from feeling frumpy to feeling fine. What a difference a shoe makes!
Whisper: Is it just me or is there something a little naughty about red shoes?
posted by Omykiss at 10:17 am
4 Comments:
And this way, if you get lost, you can always click your heels together three times and say, "there's no place......"
Hello Ms Mac ... GREAT idea. Thanks ...
Hello, Michele sent me to say - absolutely! Red shoes are just a tad bit naughty! And, ain't it grand?
hi sara ... GRAND indeed! i'm glad you agree.
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