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Sunday, February 25, 2007

Quick tip for happy feet

One should probably not wear brand new, never worn, not at all broken in 3 inch heels for two separate functions that involve a lot of sitting, standing, kneeling, and walking.

Me and the giant, puffy masses that used to be my relatively cute feet shall be retiring now to the sofa/coffee table combo. Latah.

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Elizabeth at 8:00 PM

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