Post #2 of today
I am not a shoe person, in fact, I hate to shop for shoes. I am the kind of gal who finds a great pair and buys it in brown and black. I do have a few colorful flip-flops for summer time but you will not see me walking around in Jimmys. I think the most I have ever spent on a pair of shoes was $60 and they were boots. And I got them in brown and black.
So, imagine my dismay when I started wearing shoes again after my Shrek feet went down after my girls came. I mean, my size 8.5 feet did grow to be a size 12 toward the last of my pregnancy so is it any wonder that none of my shoes fit me? None.of.my.shoes.fit.people. Did you get that? My nice collection of shoes that I have built up does not fit. Do you know what does fit? My nice colorful summer flip flops and my Crocs that I wore the last half of my pregnancy. You know, the size 12 ones?
I like my feet. I think I have pretty feet, but little and sexy they are not. I broke down and got a new pair of Nikes...in a size 9.5. People! That is almost a ten! Gasp!! Ugh!!