
Wearing Tory Burch flats out for dinner tonight only happened because a somewhat younger woman guarded my tiara by telling me "they're still in." Out of pointy-toed boots and into Tory Burch flats, and instantly a much younger look. Better hopping, better skipping, and even better jumping as a result of wearing flats instead of pointy toes, just in case one wanted to hop, skip or jump.
Asking one's spouse if a particular item looks good is like asking a child if a cookie would be desirable, "Yeah, they look good," he said, followed by "are people still wearing those?"
"Are you kidding me? When did you become the local fashion expert?" I asked. A quick Twitter and the votes were in, "Yes, Tory Burch flats are good, if you're lucky enough to own a pair." I am and I wore them. I felt girly. I felt gushy. I could hop, skip or jump if I wanted to. I didn't. Surveying a couple of hip gals helped me guard my tiara once again. Thank you Jessica and Kelly.
Photo attribution: Swamibu
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