Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Last night I sloshed through a six inch river in the parking lot in my heels, hose, and concert black. Thunder and lightning was crashing, oceans of water were pouring down, and my umbrella only served as a pretense of staying dry. My black heels suddenly went from being a fashion statement to serving their basic purpose: getting me from point A to point B as quickly as possible.


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