Shoes like this require the kind of slow, hip-swaying walk that's only really appropriate with low lighting and a pole (i.e. NOT a busy New York street).
Picture it, a slightly chilly morning on the African savannah, looking out over the rim of the coulee the sun just peeks out over the horizon, warm, glowing. Through the mist, a silhouette in the distance, just forming, tugs your breath right out of your chest. As it comes into focus, you know it is she. Beautiful, of course. Brilliant, to be sure. Poised, needless to say. And very, very well-dressed. You are in the fabulous girl's world, now.
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Shoes like this require the kind of slow, hip-swaying walk that's only really appropriate with low lighting and a pole (i.e. NOT a busy New York street).
By BS, at 3:14 PM
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