Reflections

Over the years I have had a love affair with what I call the “Four Hour Shoe” — those gorgeous, feminine, sexy and luxuriously ridiculous shoes that often come in some shimmery or satiny material, and are only good to wear for about 4 hours. Well, when shopping for some necessary new boots the other day (you see, in Florida our boots last for several years because we only wear them 8-10 weeks out of the year and then we are surprised, 5 years after the initial purchase, when the heel finally come apart while wearing them on a suddenly chilly day and are left with only our flip-flops to wear in 40 degree weather), I began to look around at the other shoes in the warehouse-like shoe heaven where I was shopping.  Then, it happened — I was lured in by these: