Friday, November 13, 2009
Purple Shoe, I think I love you.
I have nothing to wear with you, and even though you appear to be less than retail cost, I am not willing to part with 70 bucks today.
I will go home and think about you, and like the lovers before you, may decide you are too pretty and vapid, or that your boxy exterior may cramp my style.
On the other hand, if I go home and can't get you out of my mind, if I imagine places I could take you and skirts I could buy to woo your attention, then.. oh yes, then I'll be back and I promise, you'll ride in the passenger seat, not the trunk.