Okay. Feeling like SUCH a girl because my shoes arrived from the dance outlet. The left is a little snug on the formal pair, going to see if I can take it down to get a wide put onto the description. The right fits perfectly. Or my left foot seriously needs to diet. I'm taking it off rocky road ice cream this instant.
The other pair is really cute. A size too small, or rather a half size. Was going to send it back, but then was struck with the sudden notion of my fellow femmes around here that need a pair of shoes to dance in for Christmas. And we all know one another's size.
Still, sitting here watching MNF wearing a stunning pair of black t-slung pumps that are built to have taps put on. And walking across the tiled floor, its strange. The shoes whisper that they know how to tap dance, and find me frustrating that I can't meet them halfway.
Now to break them in before New Year's. Woot!
The other pair is really cute. A size too small, or rather a half size. Was going to send it back, but then was struck with the sudden notion of my fellow femmes around here that need a pair of shoes to dance in for Christmas. And we all know one another's size.
Still, sitting here watching MNF wearing a stunning pair of black t-slung pumps that are built to have taps put on. And walking across the tiled floor, its strange. The shoes whisper that they know how to tap dance, and find me frustrating that I can't meet them halfway.
Now to break them in before New Year's. Woot!