tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589648088085450583.post7783259966438202110..comments2023-07-16T08:51:42.627-04:00Comments on the space between ms.and mrs.: whatever makes me happy monday: shoes. today…these shoes make me happythe space betweenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16305906312726180134noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589648088085450583.post-5469602474585858902010-06-20T23:23:23.492-04:002010-06-20T23:23:23.492-04:00may not wear the heels like I use to but love this...may not wear the heels like I use to but love this cabinet idea---will keep an eye out for this...one for you and one for me :)luvthemaggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08247862124614688856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589648088085450583.post-27328596770637639652010-06-09T15:04:34.014-04:002010-06-09T15:04:34.014-04:00I second this story of piggy domeciles on stilts! ...I second this story of piggy domeciles on stilts! No matter how much bunching or clutching your skirt or pants can give to your burgeoning behind, telling you that you have broken your healthy eating promises yet again (sigh), nothing says, "I am sexy and ready to rock the world" better than a great pair of spikes. I stand taller in them, my hips sway just a little more provocatively, and I love the way they can make a simple stride on the sidewalk like an urban runway (envisioning best Zoolander "Blue Steel" pose) This is probably why I have over a 100 pairs of shoes and all reaching to higher altitudes than the last. As I always say, if they made tennis shoes with heals, I would wear those too! Flats are for the faint of heart, and I'd rather go forth fearlessly! (even if it's with an assortment of bandaids)Lady Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12941955479873025458noreply@blogger.com