In many areas, not just in the wild, wild internet world and social media rat race.
I've been processing a lot, and I don't really wish to bore you with many problems. I understand. You have plenty of your own, but please know this...you're never alone. If you want to spill your guts to someone, shoot me a message. Call me. I'm a human too in this crazy life and no matter what you may perceive about me, I know all too well what pain, sadness, grief, loneliness, and betrayal feel like. Sickness in every sense of every fiber of my being. So, shoot, OK?
Now that we've gotten the deeper thoughts out of the way (for the moment, at least), let's swim up to the surface and keep it closer to the shallow end. I don't need a flotation device in this area of the pool.
It's no secret that I am an old lady child, according to my friends...and well, anyone who had spent more than two minutes conversing with me. Wild, free-spirit teenage rebel meets Golden Girl. Got it? Good. That brings me to the case of animal prints. There's absolutely no denial that own a ridiculous---and I mean a ridiculously embarrassing--amount of leopard print apparel items, accessories, shoes, boots, headbands, scarves, gloves, hats...OK. Point made.
But, I'm going to get a little hissier and mention my stupid- punch-drunk love affair with snakeskin print. And, what's better than snakeskin heels and even more relevantly, (hence: see current presidential election candidates), booooooooooooo-tays (if you're NASTY).
So, booties. Fall and fan favorite, all across the board. From lower heels to witchy woman heels. They come in fringe, velvet, animal print (duh!), classic nudes, lace-ups, crazy prints, etc.
I've been looking up--OK, stalking--snakeskin booties online. As much as I love luxury brands such as Charlotte Olympia, Christian Louboutin, etc., but a girl like this can't always splurge like that. Nor, do I see the need for it when I can find high-quality, comfort, and love for less.