Remember when I found and bought my dream shoes last week? Well, there was a minor hiccup. See, I wear a size 8.5, and the shoes were only available in an 8 or a 9.5. I decided to go the half size down, since the heels were 3.5 inches and I didn't want to be unstable when walking around. I even went and found another pair of peep toe slingbacks that were the same brand and tried those on to see if my toes could handle a smaller size. My toes said that, yes, they could handle the smaller size. My brain said that the smaller size would mean we were putting safety first, since I would be so much more stable. (Let go of
these pretty green shoes last year because I felt like I would fall down when I wore them.)
I'll tell you one thing. My toes and my brain are leading me on a path to destruction!
When the shoes arrived I wore them around the house to break them in. And it was during that time (perhaps while I was wearing them whilst vacuuming?--how very 1950's!) that I realized that if I wanted to both wear these shoes and continue to have toes, I would need to find a way to stretch them out.
After a little bit of research on the interwebs, I decided to go with my favorite plan, filling the shoes with ziploc bags of water and putting them in the freezer. The idea was that the water would expand when frozen, and it would stretch out my shoes. Well, I couldn't even figure out how to make that happen. Matt walked into the kitchen while I was trying to shove a freezer bag of water into these peep toe slingbacks, and just shook his head and walked away.
And then, a stroke of brilliance.
Multitasking.
And it seems to be working! I mean, is Matt really annoyed every time he goes to change the channel? Yes. But is it hilarious to watch Matt change the channel while holding a pretty shoe? Hell yes.
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