When I was little, I wanted to be a boy. I thought my dad would like me more if I were a boy, so I went on an anti-frilly rampage. Then, when I was in high school, I was so skinny that I sort of looked like a boy. In fact, at the Run for the Zoo in Denver, the lady at the registration table asked me if I was sure I was a girl when I handed her my entry. Granted, I had a hoodie pulled close around my face, but I was still offended. I peeked down my shirt, and said, "uh, yeah." Boobies, as small as they were back then, were still there. Grrr. Then I won the race and set a course record for women, so I wasn't so upset at her faux pas. Despite being 100 sure I'm female, I never got all that into shoes...until later in life. Unfortunately with the surgery, I'm unable to wear funky, elegant or very fashionable shoes until more healing takes place.
I'll let it be known too that I'm not fond of people wearing Uggs with short little skirts in the summer. Again, if you're 12, it's not quite as bad, but as an adult, it makes you look ridiculous.
Unfortunately, I saw that more of those futuristic shoes are in fashion for 2011. This one isn't the worst of the bunch that I saw, but I still wouldn't buy a pair!
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