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{January 29, 2011}   Shopping for the right Pair

I saw this great pair of suede platform heels the other day. They looked like they were pretty expensive and maybe they were by Gucci .I had had my eye on them for a while and had considered entering the shop and trying them on once or twice but had never had the courage to do so. They looked like my size from the window but you never know if something will fit you perfectly before you try it on. A girl can dream, right?
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o one sunny afternoon, I decided to enter the shop and find out more about the shoe, the price, the brand etc. It turned out to be one of the much-loved brand new pair of Gucci shoes from the brands latest collection. Now, I would not know this because I hardly look at the labels on my shoes. If I feel good and empowered when I wear them then that’s all I need. If I can walk in them and I can mix and match them with my favorite outfits that’s an added bonus.
I walked into the shop with my heart racing so fast I think it could have broken Bolt’s record. We will never know. I walked up to the store owner and nicely inquired about the suede heels I had once seen. After the getting to know each other phase, she asked if I wanted to try the shoes on. I was shocked at first. Why would I, an average girl, want to try on those amazingly handsome shoes? She told me that they would look good on me. I accepted before I had even thought it over and guess what, they were just what the doctor ordered. They were a perfect fit. I felt confident and sexy in them. They complimented me in all the right places and although they weren’t loud and colorful, you would note them from afar.
I was allowed to walk around the mall with them for the rest of the day. I felt like a million bucks.
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fterwards I had to return them. The lady told me the price and I almost fainted with disappointment .This was the last pair in the store and I could only manage that amount after a month. Soon some pretty rich girl was going to walk in and see them then buy them with her daddy’s credit card. Well is it my fault that my father is not a walking ATM? She told me she would keep them for me and this got me more optimistic.
I planned on waiting that long until I had gathered the amount required. I really liked those shoes and thought that they would bring that fun element to my life that I was kind of searching for. It would have been a change from my standard black strappy heels. I thought that they might even last long in my closet.
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o I went forth with ambition and started to work my butt off. No pain no gain right. When I was not working I would think of those shoes and of what I would do when I got them. The many parties I would attend and the many compliments I would get.
I would call the store every now and then to find out if the shoes had been sold yet and I would be told no not yet. It seemed like I was fortunate but as time went by I felt like it was too good to be true. I began to see some nice less posh shoes in other stores that looked like the correct fit and maybe with some few changes I could learn to love them. I tried on a few but although they fit snuggly, they didn’t give me that feeling you feel when you get what your heart really yearns for. I convinced myself also that if I bought them they would break very soon and I would fall down. No one would pick me up after and in heels you know that when you fall, it is a long long way down.
I eventually managed to get over those beautiful shoes and move on. I know what you are thinking, how could I let something that makes me happy go? How could I just give up like that?
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irstly, this is a true story about a girl and a boy. The boy was of course the shoes. Those lovely shoes we cannot stand but cannot live without.
Well, the reality is we all do this at some point in our lives. We convince ourselves that things are too good to be true and that we do not deserve what is coming our way. That is part of us. An infuriating mannerism but we have it anyway.
If I could do it all again I would do it differently I guess but life is too short to think that way. Although I hate the choice I made I have to live with it with trust that it was the correct one. That is life. There are no guidelines to how to make decisions. All we can hope for is the best.
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hat I know now is that never settle for just snug or a bit large. There is a perfect fit out there for you and a perfect cut for you although it might not appear that way sometimes. Be patient. You will spot that extraordinary pair of shoes that will carry you away to your happy ever after!



{January 29, 2011}  

Well life generally sucks. It is never good and when it is all good, you know something is wrong.
Most of my friends are always going wow, you are so happy all the time and I bet your life is sooo perfect.
It never is but I came to a conclusion long ago,in life it all depends on your view.
A great man once side,life is like a dogsled team. If you are not at the lead then the view will never change. It will always be a nasty view. So why not take charge of your life/
Most people think they are in charge but they are not. They let life happen to them. I used to be like that. I would tell myself that wjatever happens haappens. Yet when a decision came I would shy away from it. I would go oh well let me wait and see what happens.
Then I started to take charge. If i wanted something I would say so and ask for it. I did that and my parents got me a new cellphone. A proper sweet and cool phone with everything I wanted.
I then thought well maybe if I elt the decisions flow into my personal life too it may work. And so I would greet any cute guy I saw with the best smile I had. It my darling friends worked.
So in theme with my new year’s resolutions post, Lets do what we wnat when we want. Some thimgs are better not left to chance cause you will end up with something you do no want. It’s better to try and fail than to never try and always fell. THAT”S DEPRESSING!



{January 6, 2011}   Hello world!

it is the new year again and yes we all make resolutions that we promice to follow through. I have seen an increased number of joggers and less people are smoking in my neighbourhood.
This is all short lived. By the end of the month the energy and inspiration that had driven them before will have run out. They will be back to their usual routines without even noticing it.
But maybe it is because they do not share their resolutions with the right people. Think about it. If you are to tell just one person who you see once a month they will probably forget about it. But telling someone close could also spell disaster since you do not want to be nagged twenty-four-seven.
So who do you tell? Definately not your mother or father. We love them and all but they are always trying too hard to drive you forward. It is sweet but sometimes we need something sour.
Your significant other might work if you are one of those bff couples but trust me,not many people are that open in relationships.
It has to be your bff. Yes that girl/guy who was holding your hair back and your cellphone while you threw up on new year’s eve. The one who assured you that staying at home over new year’s wasn’t a sigh of being unpopular. The friend who says what you need to hear not what you want.
So hurry now,while you are still inspired. Share those resolutions and take the first step to completing it.
Hello world, I just started my blog. One resolution down!



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