If you hadn't noticed, we're pretty fond of the Bloggess around here...On my way to becoming Furiously Happy, I went out and bought something completely frivolous that I did not need, but that made me so incredibly happy. (Seriously, watch the video in that post. It's incredible and makes me laugh every. fucking. time.)They're what I would typify as Bad Ass Mother Fucker (or, BAMF) shoes. Should I go ahead and throw in now that I have arthritis and that these shoes may only ever see the light of day inside my own house? And although they're slightly painful and completely irrational, they make me happy. And isn't that all that really matters?
Caution: I can kill you with my shoe.