If you know me at all, you know:
I love traveling.
I love watching people.
I love shoes.
And these things all go together.
This is what I noticed in Spain:
I love traveling.
I love watching people.
I love shoes.
And these things all go together.
This is what I noticed in Spain:
the women all wear heels.
Usually wedge heels.
When they go to work, they are in heels.
When they go shopping, they are in heels.
When they go for a walk, they are in heels.
I saw women on the beach in heels.
Even women with canes wear heels.
Rose and I watched from a distance as this woman walked to mass.
In heels (well, practical ones).
Rose was more Spanish than I.
Often I had to sit.
Do you know how hard it is to wear heels on cobblestone?
Funny thing, as I was looking at the Spaniards' feet, they were also looking at mine.
Usually wedge heels.
When they go to work, they are in heels.
When they go shopping, they are in heels.
When they go for a walk, they are in heels.
I saw women on the beach in heels.
Even women with canes wear heels.
Rose and I watched from a distance as this woman walked to mass.
In heels (well, practical ones).
Rose was more Spanish than I.
Often I had to sit.
Do you know how hard it is to wear heels on cobblestone?
Funny thing, as I was looking at the Spaniards' feet, they were also looking at mine.
Because eventually I gave up.
Sigh.
I really want to wear cute shoes every moment of my travels.
But sometimes I am weak.
But sometimes I am weak.
1 comment:
wonder how their feet hold up to that kind of abuse!
cute post!
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