July 27, 2010
Tipping Point
My shoe buying moratorium is over! These are rushing to my doorstep right now. I have been dreaming of them* for months and in a matter of days I will be able to stomp around in these things and intimidate people with my incredible height like Godzilla or Yao Ming or some other freakish creature. They are the shoe fantasy of Morticia Adams and Elton John's dutch love child. Be prepared to be terrified.
P.S. I sent a link of these to Kyle Arthur a while ago and asked him what he thought. He said they looked like Chinese footbinding shoes (in other words, hideous). I told him to judge me if I suddenly showed up wearing them because I was on a no-shoe buying responsibility kick and was in need of some moral reinforcement.
P.P.S. Kyle Arthur. I know I said I wouldn't buy them, but this was before I elected not to have surgery. Prior request has been nullified.
* They are Jeffrey Cambell's 99. Sold out everywhere. Based on the far more pricey Acne wedge. Got them off Ebay.
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3 comments:
Oh man. I am working on my material as I type this. What a glorious day it will be when I see you wearing these abominations of footwear*.
* Trying to be funny, not spiteful.
I can't wait. Bring it. The great thing is that I will be towering above you as you try to insult me.
I happily welcome you to the air up here (where short people wearing heels reside). It is clear, and it is sweetly intoxicating..
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