Remember these shoes? My mom bought them for me for my birthday last year and they are magic shoes.
For instance, early this spring, I wore them to the grocery store and, while picking out fresh green beans, an older man (I’m talking seventy) stopped me and said “I just love your shoes.” Well, then. Thank you.
In fact, every single time I wear them, someone comments on them.
On Wednesday, I wore them to work. My boss noticed them immediately and told me how much she loved them. An hour later, in the bathroom, another woman stopped me to ask me about my shoes – where had I bought them and how much were they?
But, best of all, on Wednesday afternoon, as I was walking across campus, I passed a guy about my age standing on the sidewalk, drinking a massive Big Gulp. He was probably 6’5 and extremely athletic looking, even down to the basketball jersey he was wearing. He gave me a polite little half-smile as I passed and I returned it.
And then, he did a double take and called out “I LOVE those shoes! What ARE those shoes?!”
Yes, even the big tough student athletes cannot resist the call of these siren shoes.