Before you look at the boots I’m about to post, I will say to you the same thing I told Mrs Reisweig in the third grade: “I swear to you, I am not drunk.”
It’s just that sometimes a girl can have a hard week before it’s even Monday. Like maybe the gorgeous Liam Neeson looking dude who kept flirting with you turns out to be MARRIED and a CALVINIST* and a VEGAN and you go home and you get online only to find an instant message from a guy you broke up with months ago because apparently his one goal in life was to give everyone in the greater Austin area the syph and you wanted to get out before you became part of Tuskegee 90210 and you CANNOT find your other black Armani corderie d’orsay even though they were both right there this morning and that means tomorrow you’re going to have to wear your stupid Kate Spade slingbacks like an animal and OGODWHYISLIFESOHARD???
So it’s not surprising that a girl’s head can be turned by something a little out of the ordinary.
God, I’m so ashamed.
*I heart my Calvinist readers. You rock on with your Jesus Thimbles!