ChiKat, I think one of these coming weekends I'll have to do that. If I use it as a carrot, I might even get my taxes done before April 15th!
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
t stumbles into thread, weeping with self pity.
Sigh.
So, I got a great deal on a great pair of Fluevog Angels on eBay. They came today, and are as lovely as anticipated, in beautiful condition, perfect sole, blah blah blah.
Unfortunately, the seller had translated the UK size as 6.5 US. (I'm attempting my mother's old trick of ordering a half-size up, especially in brands that run small, to deal with my arch/width issues.) And I think in my head I confused them with another auction for a pair that were a UK 4.5. These are a UK 4. Fluevogs run small, so the real-feel is that of a tight US 6.
I have no idea what I'll do with them, but I swear, I'm about ready to slice off my fucking toes if I can fit into a pair of semi-stylish shoes once the wound heals.
The stupidest part is that this (fairly cheap, as such things go) mistake has me near tears.
I *really* was looking forward to wearing those shoes.
Of course, I heartily endorse penguin therapy for humans, which is where you inundate the humans with penguins until they feel better. (You will be adorinated. Resistance is futile.)I need penguin therapy. Sooooo soft and oddly fluffy.
Aw, Plei, that sucks.
It does!
Stoopid feets.
Plei, that truly does suck. And, speaking as someone with width issues, I feel your pain.
I think you should have chocolate. Of course, I've been reading old posts trying to catch up, and there was chocolate talk, and it's Friday night and I'm tired, so I'm vulnerable to that, but what the hey.
I think everyone needs to road trip to Chicago for chocolate at Moonstruck. Or, Ethel's Chocolate Lounge. Or, Chocolate Cafe. Or, Vosges. (We really like our chocolate here.)
Oh Plei, that sucks! (And sadder still, I can't offer to take them off your feet hands.)
but I swear, I'm about ready to slice off my fucking toes if I can fit into a pair of semi-stylish shoes once the wound heals.Don't maim yourself. Unless it's the little toe. I think you can live a good life without that one.
So sorry. That just sucks, Plei...
Reminds me, I need to go through my closet and toss all of the pairs of shoes that don't fit me.