Yesterday I went to my mom’s for their Labor Day cookout (yum!), and brought my new shoes along for the ride. I wanted to see them with my dress. Mom, of course, decided she needed to see both of them, on me.
I obliged, only a little reluctantly, having just feasted on all the various edibles. But they both rock. Together, they rock even harder.
Mom did snap a picture of my feet with her phone. However silly, here it is:
They fit really well, and I also ordered these snazzy inserts that claim to be able to hold your feet towards the back of the shoe to prevent toe smushing. (Can I get an amen, ladies?) As soon as I get them I will post a review. Now just to practice walking a little more, and I’m set!