Pretty Fit

I am a happy person with my newly burgundy highlights, freshly berry plum manicure, and the proud owner of the eco-friendly Ipanema sandals as well as metallic looking baby pink pumps. Jolly oh jolly. As shallow as it may sounds, I am feeling ever fresh!

Within merely 30 minutes, I bought two shoes which cost me about an hundred and more. One justification to my action is- I have fetish over shoes. Growing up under the influence of my pa and sis, I had my first fling with Nike Sneakers at the age of 12. As I aged with grace, my liking for sneakers has revolved to flats, sandals, pumps and heels. Shoe lover I am. Don’t girls just love shoes?

At times I think shoes speak a lot about one self. My first good impression of a person started off by looking...not the flashy smile. Not the sparkling eyes. Not the healthy hair. Not the beautiful feature. Ok, maybe a little. But shoes! No prize for guessing it right. That explained why I am attracted to Henry Golding- his high cut bright red dunks are nothing but delicious looking :)

Again, finding the right and comfortable shoes that fit my feet perfectly well is tedious sometimes. The saying of - You never truly know someone until you have walked a mile in his shoes- is easier to say than to be done. Just today, I did an informative presentation speaking on emo culture. To put myself in emo’s shoe, first I need to dress up being an emo- donned in black tee and tights, and layered with a hoodie, draped with studded belt, and slipped on a pair of Converse! Despite a wee bit gloomy for my taste and apparently it is not my usual attire, but it was pure fun to play dress up once in a while.

And here is a little advice for the ladies- if a woman never lets herself go, how will she ever know how far she might have got? If she never takes off her high-heeled shoes, how will she ever know how far she could walk or how fast she could run?”

Run!