Friday, June 11, 2010
The Price You Pay
I got these Nine West wedges last Saturday because I wanted some nude-colored sandals to wear with dresses this summer. They are a little, um, "fiercer" than my normal footwear. I wore them to a wedding Saturday night. With amazing foresight, I reached for the band-aids so that they wouldn't do any damage, but sadly, it was our last band-aid, so my left heel got none.
The wedges made me very, very tall. I danced and danced until very late. You would not believe the amount of dancing I did in my new wedges. I felt like I was 30 years old again. As a result of my good time, I still have the resulting painful blister. It's not even close to healed. It's my unhealed heel.
Carter laughs at me when I try to use Neosporin. He told me he thinks I'm obsessed with Neosporin. I'm not. I just don't like open wounds. That's not crazy. That's normal.
Moral: 1) Don't run out of band-aids; and/or 2) buy minimally fierce dancin shoes.
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4 comments:
How much are these and what size are yours? Maybe we can share them? Kinda like the fab red purse of "mine"! You have it for a while then I have it for awhile.
omg i think them shoes were totally worth it! sorry you are in pain though...
They may be fierce, but they're also classy!
oxox
Denalee
Oh yeah I am so with you on the blistered heels. Also from wedges, but mine were fabric so I didn't even think to do the band aid thing. Have one blister on left heel and two on right heel (I know, it is a mystery). And good for you for using Neosporin, this germophobe gives you two thumbs up =)
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