Same s* different day.
Ph: Jordan Makarof
Of course I’m having a high-heel crisis! It all started about a month ago. No arch pain, nor damn callus. My feet are completely safe & sound, thank you. Just like that, I woke up in a morning and puff….all my heels seemed hmmm….pointless?…unattractive?… misserable?…You got it, no? Meanwhile during a recent phone conversation with God I dared to ask: Can I please, please grow 10cm* taller? Can you do that for me? Gimme a “Karlie Kloss” and I promise, promise I’ll be a good girl! In fact…the best! I’ll never wear naughty heels again! Well…. he has just hung it up..Still haven’t heard of him. Am I asking too much?
But no worries. If I’m going heel-less…I’ll do it well. I’ll man it up! I guess the date of reconciliation with the ballet flats hasn’t come yet.
*cause I know you’ll ask me, I’m 1.72 🙂