Before the ceremony even started, I noticed that my left heel was hurting a little more than I’d like. I pulled my shoe off, and realized that I was bearing the tell-tale mark of an evil shoe: a blister! Before the ceremony!! I was able to do a quick fix with some band-aids, but ew! How ugly was that?!
By the end of the night, I was hobbling to my car, baby on my hip, pushing our heavily laden stroller, cursing my desire for the world’s cutest shoes. My feet were swollen, and I spent the entire next day nursing the bruises on the balls of my feet.
I am returing the shoes today, and sad as I am, at least I got to wear the world’s hottest shoes once…I’m now on the lookout for hot green and pink FLATS!!