My husband informed me today that I need to go out and buy some of those new strappy heels that ALL the gals are wearing. Since I wasn’t so sure what kind of heels he had in mind, I ask him to get online to give me an idea.
After a few minutes, he came up with this..

Oh, really? I guess all the women of Hooterville are now wearing glass heels to the local IGA.
I think I will pass on these…at least out in public.
I did find these for Rico…

I think he will approve.
I will use these with caution as I was wearing kitten heels this week to a funeral and fell right out into the floor in the Cafe Bonin. AND to top it off, I was wearing a dress…and a thong. Rico did not mention that the whole restaurant saw my poochie poochie until after we left…and then he laughed.
He is still sleeping with one eye open.







