Wednesday, December 14, 2011
mothers are always right?
Why are mothers always right? I bought 2 new pairs of shoes the other day, and my mum wanted to see them. You know, saja saja check out what I got. Her feet are 1 size smaller than mine, so she tried on the shoes and went, "Aiyo, so tight. Don't your feet hurt? Later when you walk sure will hurt one. Should have bought bigger... etc."
I did try the shoes. I walked a bit in it (but how far can you walk in a shop right?), and it felt alright at that time. Fuck, it felt good. Not painful.
But I've always bought open toe shoes and this time around, both shoes are closed toe and also fully covered. And I'm terrible at gauging what good fit it is for fully covered shoes (got one time, a few months ago, I bought sports shoes - which also happened to be fully covered, and they hurt like motherf*cker). So I suppose my mum was correct. Once again. The shoes do hurt a bit.
But they are pretty! And we learn from falling right? =p
I guess I'll wear them until they hurt no more.
I did try the shoes. I walked a bit in it (but how far can you walk in a shop right?), and it felt alright at that time. Fuck, it felt good. Not painful.
But I've always bought open toe shoes and this time around, both shoes are closed toe and also fully covered. And I'm terrible at gauging what good fit it is for fully covered shoes (got one time, a few months ago, I bought sports shoes - which also happened to be fully covered, and they hurt like motherf*cker). So I suppose my mum was correct. Once again. The shoes do hurt a bit.
But they are pretty! And we learn from falling right? =p
I guess I'll wear them until they hurt no more.
