It has been said there are only two sure things in life, death and taxes. I would proffer a third. Shoes.
Love and romance are the roller coaster in the amusement park of life. The anticipation and excitement felt as you climb the track reaching towards the peak is quite a thrill. Once you reach the top, you appreciate the beauty of the landscape below. The descent invariably brings nausea and occasional vomiting. These things tend to end badly or at least with some measure of disappointment. We are left with sea legs and a rather green complexion. But, there is always the prospect of a new pair of shoes.
The ante is upped once we age and life becomes increasingly complicated. Whereas an unrequited adolescent crush might be appeased with a cute pair of Candie's from the mall, the adult variation may be soothed with a couple of dry martini's and that fabulously seductive pair of Louboutins with the four inch heels. That red sole, beautiful instep, buttery leather, are you getting excited? The fall from romantic ecstacy may be cushioned with the right pair of shoes. And besides, once the first pair of black Decollete 868 joins the other shoes in your closet, there is always a pair of Very Prive Platform Pumps close behind.
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