This is my first post, and I’m finding it strangely intimidating. Funny thing, I made a list of subjects that seemed quite pressing to write about, but now that I’m sitting here, hands on keyboard, I’m not finding them so urgent. If this were public speaking, I’d be the one standing at the podium stammering and turning red, while all my notes flutter down like confetti around my knees.
Well, okay. Since I apparently can’t come up with anything meaningful or profound for my first post, let’s go with frivolous.
I want these boots. These, right here:
I found their picture on the site: www.virtualshoemuseum.com and I’ve been longing after them ever since. I haven’t even dared check their price, because, hello, just the fact that I want them so badly shows how expensive they are. And they’re shoes. They’re not world peace, or Chuck Baldwin elected for president. If I had them, I’d throw them on the floor of my closet, just like my $3 WalMart sneakers.
But I can almost touch the shiny little black buttons, and almost feel the wap wap wap of the pink ribbons hitting the back of my heels as I strut down the street.
Sigh.
Out of Eden 