Beck looks for bad, bad, bad shoes. (The lil'wrekker ain't happy)

I had to go to the doctor Monday. He was mean to me. Never mind that.

After we ate at Taco Bell the lil’wrekker suggested we go to the giant shoe emporium and ‘just’ try on for S&Gs.

Now, I know this ploy. The lil’wrekker has fooled me this way before.

As I had designs on a pair of hoochie momma red heels and I have been desiring 1960s hippie clogs, I agreed to go ‘look’.

Of course, they had neither of my type of shoes.

The lil’wrekker found boots she liked.
Ugly Uggs. A—gain.
I hate those boots.
Plus they have an exorbitant price tag.
Ha! They didn’t any to fit her ‘baby’ sized feet.

Wow! Got out of there without spending one penny.

Occasionally I do get lucky like that🙃

I still want hoochie momma red heels.

The term I’ve often heard for those is CFMPs, which stands for:

“Come F**k Me” Pumps

May you someday get your pair of dream red shoes!

I’m biding my time.:high_heel:

I don’t suffer from shoe lust. The people who need 397 pairs of worn-once shoes in their closet confuse me. I will admit I make myself buy a new pair of shoes every two years whether I need them or not. :grin:

Nein! Schmalen!

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