Dear friends ,
I'd like to share a story with you. Sad but true. I recently acquired some amazing shoes that I was super eager to wear. They were new, they were shiny and they were the red sole type. Perfect heel- not too high, not too thin, not too chunky - just right. I had broken them in the day before so I was ready to party. I wore them to a New Year's bash at a fabulous friend's house who I believe may be partly responsible for this unfortunate scenario (mainly due to the fact that his playlist was totes amaze!) It was a beautiful Summer night- there were cocktails, there was dancing and there was Justin Bieber.
Exhibit A - Yours truly, serving some kind of shot that I prefer not to say, and modelling my new shoes! Please note the amazing, shiny red soles.
Some of you that know me well, may already know that I have developed a weird obsession with Justin Bieber - especially the song Beauty and the Beat. Don't analyze it too much, it is what it is. So after a few drinks and much encouragement no encouragement I was dancing my little red-sole-shoe ass off. I was one with the music, I was the Nicki Minaj to the Bieber looking out for Selener... All was great. The music. The company. The food. The shoes. The gravel.
Cue the tears when I woke up the next morning to this...
I screamed. Then I screamed again. Oh my lord!!! I was speechless. Husband ran in to see why I was yelling like a banshee and all I could do was hold the shoes up to his face like a sacrificial lamb. Ruined. Red soles- ruined. I blame the Bieber and the gravel and those drinks in little plastic cups that kept finding their way down my throat! Who the hell dances on gravel anyway?
On a positive note, the shoes are in the process of being resoled- in red. Thank you to my dear shoe repairer in Richmond who has saved my sole many times over. The shoes will live to see another day. And there my friends is the end of my first-world-problem story. Have you had a first-world disaster lately? And most importantly does it include Justin Bieber? X