This picture has nothing to do with this post. I was alone in my hotel room and I decided to play peek-a-boo with my camera.
My camera and me… always playing games. But not Scrabble. Cami is not good at spelling. Nor Chutes and Ladders.
Aaaaaaaaanywho…
I was dumb.
I bought a pair of very cute and inexpensive heels.
That wasn’t the dumb part…
The ill-fitting part… that was where Dumb made her limpy entrance.
When I tried on this cute and inexpensive pair of shoes I thought they fit *pretty good*. Since they were almost *exactly* what I was looking for, I convinced me that the part that felt not quite right wasn’t going to be a big deal.
But I was wrong.
It’s rare, but it happens.
And I find myself in a spot. Jenny is in a spot. I need some advice… because I don’t want to quit them…
So.
Is there any hope for me and my future with these brown peep-toed heels?
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