So Shoe Me | |
So now you know, I’m a shoe-aholic. I love ’em. Sandals, heels, strappies, fuck-me pumps, sneakers. I’ve rarely met a shoe I didn’t like.
These are the lastest additions to my shoe closet. The black and red ones go very nicely with a red and black corset (thanks, G.) that I wear on occasion.
I’m actually much better than I used to be. When I moved last year I got rid of at least ten pairs, maybe closer to fifteen. Now I’m down to fifty pairs, give or take a few.
Shoes, in my humble opinion, really can make or break an outfit. Very important, boys and girls.
When I get married, I hope he has a foot/shoe fetish. Sure will make my life easier. And a lot more fun.
Another dirty secret aired. I feel much better.
Me, me, me. I have a foot fetish. Honest! I do! So what kind of ring do you have in mind? I’ll start shopping. June wedding? We’ll have to move fast.
Stand in line, backroad! I offered first!
oh my! maybe some good old fashioned polygamy is in order.