I went to lunch at Friday’s today with my Sista/Friend Debra. We strolled along the sidewalk, chit-chatting away as we usually do until something dreadful happened. The heel of my shoe went in between the tiles on the sidewalk and ripped the lush suede fabric.
As it happened, Debra stopped cold and shrieked…
“Oh Honey! Is your shoe OK?!”
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Fabulous iPhone Shoe-Shot by Debra Ekas
She then asked about my ankle. It was a true “Sex In The City Moment” that we giggled about over our salads. We told our friend/server Rich about it and he joined right in with “Well at least your priorities are in line. You can always fix that ankle.”
In case you’re wondering, my ankle is just fine.
Sometimes, you just have to take one for the team. Today, my 6″ Stilettos took one for the team and saved me.
“There’s insurance for ankles; there is none for shoes.” – Debra Ekas
