Oye.... my feet!

It is a sad day. I had to admit defeat. There I go blabbing about fabulous shoes and whatnot, nothing less than 3 inch heels and tiny straps and such, and at 3pm today, I had to give in. My feet were killing me. And I wasn't even wearing anything outrageously high or pointy or otherwise super stylish. The shoes I wore today were Kenneth Cole Reaction shoes similar to these:


I have had these shoes for years, just haven't worn them in a while.

And, like I said, at 3pm I was done. Out came the tennis shoes. The shame!

But, I haven't worked in a restaurant in... let me think... 15 years or so. I haven't had to be on my feet non-stop like in a restaurant... in 15 years. So it will definitely be a matter of getting my feet back into shape so I can manage all day in heels again. Because, you know I refuse to wear some ugly clodhoppers, just because they are comfy.

Now I am off to soak my feet. Maybe I should start saving my tips for a weekly footmassage and pedicure.

Have a good one.