My Shoes

I HAVE THE SHOES! They were on sale for $19.99, and I got them in black. I love them so much that I have been purposely adding black to all my outfits just to wear them! And to top everything off, I was flipping through a magazine while wearing the shoes, and saw the shoes in the magazine as the readers' favorite wedge! I hope that doesn't mean everybody will be wearing them when I return to the Prison. They make me taller, since they have a 3 1/2 inch heel, and they do hurt a little. I had to get them in a 9 1/2, because I was slipping out of the 10, but now I think they are a lot tighter in the front, so my toes are squished. But I'm not slipping out of them! And they look fierce! I never thought I would use that word, but it seemed very appropriate for this occasion. They're certainly not as painful as flip-flops. The thong kind, I mean. I always blush when I say that word. Thong, I mean. I blushed again. Everyone wears those shoes at the Prison, and they make the most horrible noise imaginable. Have you ever heard a hundred pairs of flip-flops change classes at once? It isn't exactly music to your ears. In The Devil Wears Prada, Andrea calls the girls who wear noisy high heels "Clackers." I call noisy flip-flops "Annoying." I'd much rather hear a pair of high heels. I wear heels and my friends make fun of the sound. Do they not hear their sound? I personally cannot wait for flip-flops to go out of style. For my ears' sake.