Wednesday, April 13, 2011

it's like frosted mini wheats for your feet!

I bought some really nice grown-up shoes by Poetic Licence. The sort of fancy sandals that come in a fancy box, wrapped lovingly in fancy tissue paper.

So naturally I wear bright lavender polish with them.

The grown-up in me likes the chic flowers, soft leather, and goes-with-anything copper.

BUT THE KID IN ME THINKS HER TOE CLEFT IS BEING RAPED.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Do you know what would look good in this picture of your feet? A picture of your dad's leg.