Friday is for Fancy Feet

When I was growing up my mother insisted that I not wear heeled shoes,

not even for play dress up

Her reason was that they would "ruin my arches"

So imagine my surprise when in high school,  while getting ready for prom I was told I could get

heels to wear with my floor length dress.

2.5inches off the ground and I was a baby giraffe for the week before,

 practicing, and trying to not break my ankles or walk like a truck driver

 

Now, when I see fancy footwear in the store,

I try them on.

 It is my personal rebellion, a grown up version of my repressed dress-up.

On a recent wander through a retail store I was distracted by sparkle!

Squirrel

I did some impressive yoga moves to get these pictures, I am just saying

So here is what they had on sale for $4 each on the super bargain discount shelf:

soooooooooo much glitter and sequins
I was tempted to get them just to source the sequins and glitter off of them!

this one had chicken feathers and a brooch on the toe!
ohh la la

Sparkle rhinestones,
all around, and the toes didn't even touch the ground

A little Lady Gaga meets Elton John circa 1972
Gold glitter with spikes around the heel
I like how blingy it is in this picture


Even with the super sale and the hypnotic state I was left in from all the glitter and sequins, I left the shoes at the store; because after all was said in done, my mother was right.
The shoes hurt and made my feet feel funny.
*sigh*

Not so big Sunday

Easter eggs for the kitties

 

Today is Sunday....I love Sundays for the most part.
Many of them involve waffles or a newspaper and chai.
Last night we ate a lovely Indian meal where I consumed too many cups of yummy indian chai and proceeded to stay up until 3am trying to not paint walls or rationalize "just staying up into the next day". I made use of some of this time and made a logo for my sister-in-laws new baking blog:

http://www.starflourbaking.blogspot.com/

 I am proud of my limited graphic design abilites.

When 8:30 arrived my brain had already kicked into gear and I was out of bed and working on art.
Today I redesigned my blog and started sewing for Artwalk.

Once the sun began to set, we realized that we had nothing in the house aside from a fridge filled with condiments, so I headed out to pick up something for dinner and possible leftovers for tomorrows lunch.
Much to my surprise, EVERYTHING WAS CLOSED, when did every place decide that Easter is the same as Christmas and that it was ok to close all eateries?!

I ended up at the "Ghetto Vons", the grocery store down the street from us that has three security guards, two metal decectors and a Wells Fargo in the liquor department.

We use this place as a last resort for shopping; and almost always have a "cultural experience" when having to pick up something there. Tonight, it was also the only place open that had things to eat available for sale.

I made chicken (I just learned how to cook chicken) and biscuits and garlic green beans.
It wasn't a very big day.