Shoes...

I hate shoes. Any one who knows me knows this. I have been wearing the same pair of Walmart flip flops that cost three bucks for about three years now. Today I was forced to go shopping with my big breasted sister because she needs a dress for a wedding, more precise, a Mormon wedding. I was there only for my sense of fashion, which is edgy, at best. Long story short, she didn't get a dress but I fell in love with the most awesome pair of heels I have ever seen. I hate being a poor college student who can't afford to spend seventy dollars on a pair of strappy platforms...

And then I got outside into the fresh Colorado air and remembered who I am, and that for seventy dollars those heels better be magic dancing shoes.

I swear something has to be in the air at these malls.