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Thursday, April 28, 2005

shiny

I've decided I just can't do the sequin-covered shoes this season. Okay, I realize Marc Jacobs is a genius for the spangled ballet flats and blessed be for Old Navy knockoffs and yadda, yadda, yadda it's the the the shoe for spring.

Whatever. I just can't do it.

They're shiny.

And I've got the constitution of a crow. Seriously, on my good days, I'm distracted by my wedding rings. Ooh, shiny!

So, picture if you will, me in a pair of shiny, sequin-covered shoes. Productivity levels would tank. Putting out the paper? Screw it, I have shiny shoes. Working on the new book? Shiny! Feeding myself? Bathroom breaks? Shiny! Shiny, shiny, shiny!

God forbid I get behind the wheel in a pair of shiny shoes. I'd have three serious accidents before I left the vicinity of the garage.

Since the introduction of the shiny shoes, I've found myself addressing the feet of co-workers who made the choice to rock the shiny. I'm a foot-talker. It's mortifying.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

So you're saying shiny's your kyptonite?

Interesting...

6:02 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Not to mention you'd have ferrets swarming at your feet if you dared wear them around the house.

5:08 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I saw them in a store yesterday and thought they were the most hideous thing I'd ever seen. I thought they were either a joke or a 2nd grader's attempt to use her mom's Bedazzler. And you say they're the hot shoe and you like them? Quick! Claim insanity!

8:42 AM  
Blogger Sarah said...

Someone's an "Apprentice" fan...

9:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Be-dazler gave it away?

10:06 PM  
Blogger Sarah said...

Uh, yeah.

8:36 AM  

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