For the first real outing since my sickness, I went out for lunch today wearing my bermuda shorts, my nice halfway-button-up shirt and my gorgeous gold pumps.
Afterwards, I decided to go to Michaels to see if they had some ribbon on sale because they always do. I walked in around 4 and left around 7. Yeah, I know. I’m a freak.
Anyway, the whole time I was there, people kept staring at me. Not in a good way. It was like I had done something really wrong or strange. I felt like it was the heels. Actually, I’m sure it was… because I mean who wears gold heels to Michaels? But it’s not like I dress up to go there but I guess they wouldn’t have know that…
I was standing in the spotlight, I was being stared-down by mothers and daughters and I loved it.
So, if you’re attention starve, get your best heels and wear them to Michaels…. or if you’re more of a daredevil, wear them to Walmart.
I swear you want their eyes to pop out of their head!