the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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3:55 p.m. + 2005-02-09 = if the shoe fits, which they seldom do.
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sensing sentence turbulance.
to start over:
I bought shoes. 2 pairs of, actually. The last time I bought shoes, I had also purchased two pairs. The last time: They were Prada. They were on sale. Hell, Sweden was on sale.
The stylish sneaker-esque pradasport shoe pair accepted my wear&tear for 3 years and a month. I wore them everywhere... [they really are the most comfortable shoe i've ever worn!]... i wore them to work. [[bad idea]]. pastrycheffing in pradasport shoes is a surefire way to murder their low-end glamour. [[the other pair are fine, but they are black. thus, i am shoed in them rather infrequently.]]
so, i bought shoes. 2 pairs. v. cute, both. not pradasport. rocketdog and new balance, instead. still... v. cute. and reasonably priced, or so i would think since the last time i bought shoes the bill was over 2000kr [then: approximately 200dollars, now: around lessthan300.] so, to get two pairs for 100$... quite reasonable.
um, i had a point... oh well. it's lost.
i'm going to go take out the rubbish whislt wearing new trainers.
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