On Friday I found that my Loon shoes had been delivered! Finally, shoes that capture the spirit and majesty of my northwoods home…
Unfortunately, the weekend itself was busier than I thought it would be. Not busy with active things, mind you – but with watching much of the NFL draft and trying to pick up and organize all the detritus that had been accumulating around the house and also trying to spend time outside in the gorgeous weather I didn’t get a chance to take a TOWWAS-esque picture of them on my feet yet.
All right, I’ll admit, it’s only partially due to my busy-ness. The rest is a lingering fear that posting pictures of my feet will bring in wave after wave of foot-fetishists. I mean, I’ve only just lately seen a decline in the number of people searching for more info on my friend’s* Arby’s fishnet Super Bowl commercial. Seriously, I was getting upwards of 60 hits a day for almost 2 months straight. Lord knows I don’t want my little corner o’the web getting swamped by strangers with dubious intentions.
Still, I may not be able to resist. They’re sewper kewl lookin’ - both of the women working at the blood donation center complimented me on them on Saturday, and even the GF’s opinion has changed**. Although, maybe it’s just that they look so much better on me than they do in the box*** due to my overwhelming handsome-ness.
* Those of you still searching for her – her Hollywood name is Meg Wolf and she has her own page on imdb.com. Knock yourselves out.
** After initially dubbing them “the most hideous shoes on the planet”.
Unfortunately, the weekend itself was busier than I thought it would be. Not busy with active things, mind you – but with watching much of the NFL draft and trying to pick up and organize all the detritus that had been accumulating around the house and also trying to spend time outside in the gorgeous weather I didn’t get a chance to take a TOWWAS-esque picture of them on my feet yet.
All right, I’ll admit, it’s only partially due to my busy-ness. The rest is a lingering fear that posting pictures of my feet will bring in wave after wave of foot-fetishists. I mean, I’ve only just lately seen a decline in the number of people searching for more info on my friend’s* Arby’s fishnet Super Bowl commercial. Seriously, I was getting upwards of 60 hits a day for almost 2 months straight. Lord knows I don’t want my little corner o’the web getting swamped by strangers with dubious intentions.
Still, I may not be able to resist. They’re sewper kewl lookin’ - both of the women working at the blood donation center complimented me on them on Saturday, and even the GF’s opinion has changed**. Although, maybe it’s just that they look so much better on me than they do in the box*** due to my overwhelming handsome-ness.
* Those of you still searching for her – her Hollywood name is Meg Wolf and she has her own page on imdb.com. Knock yourselves out.
** After initially dubbing them “the most hideous shoes on the planet”.
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