Friday, November 4, 2011
Damn I'm not a good photographer. Oh well. These pink shoes above have a story. They are my "Michael Jackson" shoes. I know, they don't look like something he would have worn. The story is, we went to California the day after Michael Jackson died and we thought while we were in Los Angeles we should go to Hollywood Boulevard and see all the commotion. Just to see it. So we did. It was crazy, people lined up to see his star, crying, leaving a mountain of stuffed bears, security and television cameras everywhere. Well, I turned around and THERE WAS A SHOE STORE! Right there by MJ's star!(DSW) I went in and saw these pink shoes and had to have them. So every time I wear them I think of Michael Jackson.
These black ones are my newest and I know they're ridiculously high but I love them. I was threatened twice with bodily harm by ladies who wanted them.
And last, my boots. The TSA guy who made me take them off in the airport was quite interested in them.
So there y'all go, those are the shoes!