...makes the heart forget and have to reset passwords. Seriously. Though a pair of shoes may linger in my mind for months, my blogger password flies out of my brain faster than I can wave goodbye to my tax refund at Neiman Marcus. I prefer to think of it as unburdening my wallet. Anywhooo...
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| Charleston Brian Atwood |
Do you see it? Someone else has to look at this shoe and see what I see....
Snuffleupagus.
Yeah, they trying to be very Cher circa her 70's Boho fabulousness, but all I see is..
Maybe I'm crazy. I mean, the fringe would swing somethin' fierce...but I just know that all of my friends would be hyperventilaughing (when you laugh so hard you can't breathe and have to mindlessly dig in your purse for your rescue inhaler) as they make Sesame Street jokes at my expense. Sorry Brian, you are always a hoot. Blame it on my childhood, that's what the therapists do.
