Well, Mr. EWP got them for me. I'm going to have to come up with activities to wear them, because I'm guessing going to swim class is not exactly a Valentino stiletto kind of event. Anyone want to go to dinner?I also would like to point out that I said that I shouldn't get them. Just wanted to make that clear because if we end up in the poor house, everyone will undoubtedly think it's my fault. But at that time, remember that it wasn't me, it was Mr. EWP's spoiling ways.
But being in the poor house can't be all bad if it means I'll be incredibly dressed. :)
Now excuse me while I go pack my Valentinos for our move on Monday. Speaking of which, no posts for a bit as we move and get boxes packed and unpacked and who knows when I'll get the cable guy out to set up internet. And then maybe I'll give you a pic of my feet in them. I know, you're just dying for pictures of my feet :)
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