There’s a sadness that happens when, after you’ve bought that cute and cheap pair shoes, you get a chip in them. Right at the front. Right near your big toe.
That chip that all the world can see and now knows your shoes are not real leather (if they bothered to look that closely and broke from the spell of the complete cuteness of the shoe) because what’s underneath is blaring white. That chip that says, “yup, I totally tripped on my on toes walking down the street just now. Nope, there was nothing in my path. I simply cannot walk a straight line.”
It’s a sad day. Because, as I mentioned at the start of this rant, you’ve just bought the shoes. You were getting used the the compliments you’d gotten in the 3 days you’d worn them…in that one week time span…don’t judge.
But now…now will you have to retire said shoe. Will you have to put said shoe in an early grave of too-scuffed-to-be-seen-in-public-and-taken-seriously shoes? This is the question I find myself asking at this very moment. And to that question I say, “Nay! I shan’t retire these shoes! For they are too cute, too young and too much of a steal to retire.”
Darn you, Ground, for creating that invisible obstacle. Darn you, I say! But you have not won! Oh no! I shall be the victor in this story.
I shall ride upon those glorious shoes once again. That’s what super glue and a light brown marker is for. Don’t judge me.
You know you’ve had this very same conversation with yourself when you mangled that new object of your affection in an all too obvious spot. But you charged ahead hoping no one would notice the glaring hole, cut or scratch on your brand new thing.
So I tell you now, I won’t judge you if I see you wearing your brand new thing with a hole, cut or scratch, but I may hand you tube of super glue.
Enjoy the day!
The shoes in question:
Ella Glasgow 