Today was an important day for me. It was a day in which I reached a life long (okay not so much life long) goal. It has been on my "try and be more fashionable" bucket list for quite sometime. I've already crossed off other "try and be more fashionable" goals this year such as:
- carry a purse instead of a man's wallet (I am still in the process of conquering this one. I bought a purse, and I've carried it twice . . . I'm just going to say CHECK!)
- wear make-up . . . CHECK (who cares if I bought it ten years ago . . . it's still good right?)
- wear boots over jeans (I used to laugh at everyone who did this and swore I never would . . . but CHECK)

And as worthy of praise as all of the above things are . . . today was pretty much monumental. Today, for the first time in my entire life . . . I wore heels to church. Okay, not exactly "to church" I walked barefoot to church, and then put them on when I got there. But . . . I made it all the way to our bench in the chapel, and then afterwords all the way to the Nursery without falling! How about that? And that included taking Ada out in the middle of Sacrament meeting in a full on temper tantrum. I had to carry her out kicking and screaming and pulling my hair . . . in heels . . . without falling . . . Need I say more? I am amazing. I guess all of those "How to Walk in High Heels" youtube videos really helped. J/K
Don't expect to catch me wearing them on any other day of the week but Sunday. And if you happen to see me wearing them on a Sunday . . . it will be walking from the front door of the church to the chapel or from the chapel to the primary . . . otherwise you are out of luck! Although Lamon did challenge me to wear them all the way home today, and I did. It was hard, but I did it. And I spiked them when I entered the front door. TOUCHDOWN! Bucket list. . . CHECK!

I know that Lamon thought I was hot . . . but can I just cross that one permanently off the "try and be more fashionable" bucket list? Because high heels are truly awful . . . and dangerous. I'm just glad I survived. :)
We went on a walk this evening along the river . . . and I will just tell you now that I did not wear heels. I wore my CHACOS. Now whoever made that shoe knew what they were doing!!!
2 comments:
Love it! You are so dang cute whether you wear heels or chacos!
Heals are EVIL!! I gave them up when I was 12 and my Grandma Hodges told me I walk like a boy in them. :) Thanks Grandma for saving me from years of pain and agony....and helping me to be humble. Oh, and amen to Chacos!!
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