OR...the things we do in the name of fall fashion...
They looked so cute sitting there on the shelf in the store. They were going to go perfectly with my new grey pants and sweater. I felt so good walking out of the house this morning. Loads of compliments all day. When asked by a kindergarten teacher at 9:20 if they were comfortable, I replied, "Oh, yes!" with a big smile. By 11:30 I was in the nurse's office to get a few bandaids for the tiny little blisters beginning to develop. By 2:00 it was painful to walk from my desk to the trashcan. By 4:30, the thought of walking to my car was nauseating. Of course I had to get gas and stop at the pharmacy after work. Each step was excruciating.
But they're just new, right?
You just have to break them in.
Maybe I'll wear my grey sweater dress tomorrow. Sigh.
Don't be deceived.
Don't be deceived. These are tiny little torture chambers for your toes.
I love em! ;)
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