Not exactly THE RED SHOE DIARIES, but make you feel almost as sexy, plus they are damn easy to slip on when you're running late to see the ENT.
Funny how with my new black sports car with the red leather interior, I find myself dressing to match-- never ON PURPOSE mind you, but I'll be zipping along at , oh 100 or so and look down at my black pants, red sweater and think-- I am one with my vehicle- like she's Kit or something... almost as embarrassing as when I realize I have dressed myself in the same colors as the outfit I just picked out for my 9 year old daughter... must be a brain fart.
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