It started out fairly innocently. I had just finished up lunch with some friends and had left the restaurant in a hurry. It’s always good to see the gals, but lunch meetings are always so busy – it’s a juggling act, let me tell you. You spend an hour trying to catch up with everyone, and then you have to give an update on your life, and don’t forget – you have to look good, ‘cause let’s face it girls, it is a competition – - oh, and let’s not forget we’re in a restaurant and it is lunchtime – so we should eat something! All this in one little hour?? This is multi-tasking at its best! There just never seems to be enough time… yet, we’re always up to the challenge. Anyways, it was getting late. As a matter of fact, I had only a few minutes left to get back to work and I was pretty sure it was going to take me longer than that, so, walking down the sidewalk, I was passing a boutique, when something in the store window caught my eye. I gasped – - and stopped dead in my tracks. I could not believe my eyes. My heart started pounding faster. My handbag slipped out of my hands and went crashing to the ground, spilling my makeup menagerie all over the pavement. I stood while watching my lipstick rolling towards the road as passively as if I were watching a movie scene in slow motion. A car drove past and honked its horn, which thankfully snapped me back to reality. I bent over, gathered my belongings; hastily threw them back into my bag and got up, trying to regain some composure. Back at the window in a flash, I stood there with my mouth gaping open. OH MY GOD! There stood the most fabulous pair of shoes I had ever seen!!! Manolo Blahniks. I was under their spell! Before I even realized it, I found myself inside the store walking around with those fabulous shoes on, admiring my feet reflected in the mirrors. And, as luck would have it – they were on sale – only $340.00!!! HELLOO!! Yes, they were way over my budget, but they’re Manolo Blahniks!! I couldn’t resist, so I quickly paid for the shoes and left the store, exalted in my victory! [doing the happy dance] And yes, I got back to work… a little late…
Later that day, sitting on my bed, with my new shoes in my hands, I thought about the dilemma I now faced. Here I was with these gorgeous shoes and I had no idea what I was going to wear with them. Everything I owned, all my clothes paled by comparison. So, I did what any other red-blooded female would do- – I went shopping!
I wore my new shoes to work the next day and was the envy of the office. I looked fabulous. I was a little wobbly, but figured I just needed to get used to the height my new shoes gave me. And then I tripped walking up the stairs and landed hard on my pinky finger. I had to go to the hospital for X-rays and the doctor said it was broken. So he put a splint on my finger and now it sticks up like this. I decided not to wear my new shoes to work anymore.
That night, I wore my new shoes on a blind date I had with this guy I met online. I looked fabulous. We were meeting for coffee and when he arrived, I noticed he seemed a little uncomfortable when I stood up to greet him. I was a tee-nsy bit taller than him [try 5 inches], me, in my new shoes, and I tried not to look down at his bald spot, but, I couldn’t help it – - it was right there! I decided not to wear my new shoes on blind dates anymore.
The next day, I wore my new shoes golfing with the girls. Yes…and they all laughed at me, but I looked fabulous. I did have a little trouble hitting the ball, me and my new found tallness. And it was hard to hold the golf club with my finger poking out. And then my heels got stuck in the grass and I fell over and my golf club hit me in the face and knocked my front tooth out. I decided not to wear my new shoes golfing anymore.
The dentist fit me with a temporary replacement, which I would have to wear for about two weeks. My mouth was a little sore and the dentist said I had to be careful chewing with that tooth for awhile, so I went to the grocery store to pick up some fruit for a smoothie. I was in the produce department when I noticed a familiar-looking guy checking me out. He smiled at me, so I smiled back, and then – he quickly grabbed his produce and left. Things got a little weird at the checkout counter, when I realized I was behind the same guy from the produce department. He had a familiar-looking bald spot and when he turned his head to look up at me, I realized with shock that he was the blind date guy!!! He said very curtly “You’re much taller than you mentioned in your profile”. I felt my face burning and I was about to mention my new shoes, when he asked “Hey, where’s your tooth?” I felt the blood draining from my face as I ran my tongue over the gaping hole where my tooth should have been. I decided not to wear my new shoes to the grocery store anymore.
The next day, I took my dog for a walk in my new shoes. I looked fabulous. While waiting for the light to change at the intersection, a cat sauntered across the lawn beside us, completely oblivious to our presence. Before I realized what was happening, I was being dragged along the boulevard, my dog in hot pursuit of the cat. I frantically tried to let go of the leash, but it was caught in my pinky splint and I could not get it loose. And what’s worse – I was wearing shorts, so my knees were quickly relieved of any skin – right down to the bone!!
[Heavy sigh - - pause...]
I’ve decided not to wear my new shoes anymore. .. As a matter of fact, I think I’ll try to sell them on eBay…they pinch a little…


