Said life has not been the same. Runners and flipflops, collectively known as 'flats' have...well, taken a backseat. A trip, (and by trip I mean walk) to the local café, a mere 2 minutes door-to-door can seem like an age away in the glamorously incorrect footwear.
But it's only a suitable 'below the ankle accessory' if the ground on which I tread is even and smooth. Y'see, I now live in a world paved with calçadas. Pretty, right? Wrong! And not always as smooth as butter either! It is a nightmare for my killer heels.
So, what's a gal to do?
Heavens no!...although I am surprisingly calm. Plan B has been swung swiftly into action. Feast your eyes fashionistas......some of my faves................