My "Date" Shoes

I'm 22. I'm a Scorpio. I like classical music and long walks on the beach.

Wait - no I don't. I fucking hate walking. Especially on a date where I probably wore my high heels. Do you know how annoying walking in heels is, let alone on sand? Fuck that. Warn a sister if you think there will be walking involved. I can wear my Uggs.

I can't count the amount of times I've come home from a date with unbearable blisters on my feet. I don't know if the guy is trying to figure out if I'm physically fit, or is trying to prove that he is. I'm fit, believe me. I've had to walk an hour to work every day in Europe. The difference there was I was wearing my comfy shoes.


Rule #1. Don't roll the windows down because you will mess up her hair. It probably took a lot of tears to look half-way decent. But they seem to teach this one in middle school.

Rule #2: If she's got pretty shoes on her feet, don't suggest a "stroll" around campus or the shopping center. I'd much rather sit my ass down and continue looking pretty. I will go home in a much better mood than I would with blistered feet.

-CrazyK

(edit: I remember Blondie saying in middle school that you weren't a "real" model if you couldn't run in heels. And true, she lives in heels. But look at her feet. I dare you. It's a battlefield.)