i got a piggyback ride to the car after i went to this little exhibit opening. this guy i had a crush on from waaaaay back in the stone age when i was in school
...and i ran into each other in the office building where we worked...the building is 36 floors, so of course you won't see everyone.
anyway...he asked if i wanted to see this exhibit and there would be martinis afterwards (casual attire). so you know....i got ultra fly... hair was wild, free and fabulous and smelling like lavender, eyebrows arched so wonderfully, cute little surplice top, cute olive skirt...and i had my hot mama knee-high distressed leather brown boots with the 3" heel and pointed toe....oh you couldn't tell me i wasn't looking cute.
the boots aren't that uncomfortable...but baby standing in 3" heels for at least 6 hours will make even the fiercest of women want to cry. he could tell i looked pained....and i was just like forget it, we had to walk back to his car...i broke down and took them boots OFF! (you hear me)...them summafishes were hurtin'.
he laughed and said...should i carry you to the car, princess pea
...i told him, nah...i'm too heavy, but times like this, i envy children that are small enough for piggy back rides.
anyway...lo and behold, he gave me a piggyback ride to the car, which was about 7 blocks. people looked and giggled...but i know those boots, as fresh as they are....those are my "show-stopper" boots.