I have on some fabulous wooden high heels today at work that have a splash of teal that matches my shirt. I barely wear them b/c they make me even taller than I currently am. I was in the breakroom and I reached for a plate on the otherside of the bar. The bottom of my shoes have no traction so the polished concert floor welcomed my glide and left me chest up on the bar with my face on the coffee container. Worst part is my hands were already reached out so when I tried to regain my balance with my feet I just kept slipping more and more.
I still like my shoes though.
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