Shoes.
My dark brown MIA Mary Jane wedges finally came in! Yay! I'd been meaning to put up pics for a while now, but life- and the passing of MJ- got in the way. But here they are, better late than never.
This was taken in the dreary, post-thunderstorm natural light.
These are inside, with flash.
And now being worn.
.... my ankles look like they're going to snap under the sheer mammoth-ness of my calves.
I kinda see what my mom was talking about. One of the shoes does look to be a smidgen too big, but it's a sacrifice that needed to be made. Oh, the woes of having two different sized feet. *rolls eyes* If I wear them with my arches, they should fit fine, though (hopefully). I really want to find some cute little bow clips to go on the backs. That's something worth looking into...
Oh! Did I mention that I have a job? (Possibly two, actually.) Yeah. I'm excited and frustrated. I've been working at the first for about a week, and I already want to rip out the boss-lady's innards and strangle her with them. As for the second job, I'm still awaiting The Phone Call. The manager seemed nice, though, and I'm hopeful. And even if nothing happens, I'll still have the first to fall back on (despite my homicidal tendencies). I'll just have to remind myself of all the pretty things I'll be able to afford when I get paid...
This was taken in the dreary, post-thunderstorm natural light.
These are inside, with flash.
And now being worn.
.... my ankles look like they're going to snap under the sheer mammoth-ness of my calves.
I kinda see what my mom was talking about. One of the shoes does look to be a smidgen too big, but it's a sacrifice that needed to be made. Oh, the woes of having two different sized feet. *rolls eyes* If I wear them with my arches, they should fit fine, though (hopefully). I really want to find some cute little bow clips to go on the backs. That's something worth looking into...
Oh! Did I mention that I have a job? (Possibly two, actually.) Yeah. I'm excited and frustrated. I've been working at the first for about a week, and I already want to rip out the boss-lady's innards and strangle her with them. As for the second job, I'm still awaiting The Phone Call. The manager seemed nice, though, and I'm hopeful. And even if nothing happens, I'll still have the first to fall back on (despite my homicidal tendencies). I'll just have to remind myself of all the pretty things I'll be able to afford when I get paid...