when mom and dad would leave me to babysit the girls in favor of attending a
lovely grown-up new year's party,
i'd usually get sloshed on martinelli's then put on
harry connick jr's "what are you doing new years eve?"
it sounded so sophisticated and adult.
i'd find mom's highest pair of heels,
dance around with the couch cushions,
and dream of the day when i would be invited to grown-up parties just like m & d.
now that i'm grown,
the luster of new years has tarnished into a decided opinion that new year's eve
is amateur night
and that time's square should be avoided at all costs.
but dancing around in fancy shoes.... that never get's old.
m & d generously sent some cash-ola to purchase new black boots (greatly needed).......
but who can resist a classic pair of 4 inch louboutin's at a quarter of the price!!!???
i think i did what any sensible woman would do!
dancing shoes are much more practical!
hope you dance your way into next year!