Posted in Daily Incidents
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Tales
“A woman can never have too many pairs of shoes” Gun Roswell
Pretty in Pink
I saw you in the store
To be honest, you were really hard to ignore
Pretty, in pink
Yes, we were in sync
I tried very hard to ignore
Away myself I tore
But then your loud yelling:
“Buy me, buy me,
I’ll be yours forever!”
Back to you soon propelling
Grabbing you with me
And soon, you will be mine, forever
Or at least after I pay at the cashier!
Posted in Fabulous Friday
Photography /Poetry /Humour /Fabulousness
“Shoes are like Chocolate, there is always room for more”
Ode to my Red Shoes
Put on your red shoes
Forget the weekly blues
Listen to your muse
Time for new news
On this joyous of days
On Fabulous Friday!
Posted in Events
Poetry, Photography, Humour, Quotations, Song
Inspired by the Victoria and Albert Museum “Shoes: Pleasure and Pain” exhibit:
Blog of the same
Exhibit ticket information
“A woman with good shoes is never ugly” Coco Chanel
Celebrating 12 Days of Shoes!
Shoes, shoes, shoes
I see lots of shoes
Shoes over here
And shoes over there
Oh take a look
At the pretty slingback
In the window there!
So many shoes
So little time!
It’s… Shoe Time!
Posted in A Quote a Week Tuesday
Humour, Fabulous Times, Shoes
“Behind every successful woman is a fabulous pair of shoes”
Quote a Week Tuesday, 2016-01-06
For today’s quote, I chose from a topic very near and dear to me. What is it?
Yes, you guessed it; Shoes! But seriously, this is one topic I do not take very lightly 😉
A woman can never have too many pairs of shoes!
The inspiration for this post actually came to me from the Albert and Victoria Museum exhibit of “12 Days of Shoes“, currently running in the museum. If you are in London,
you may want to check it out.
Meanwhile;
“You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy shoes, and that is kind of the same thing!”
Happy Shoe Days, All!
Related post:
Celebrating 12 Days of Shoes
Posted in the Friday series “Fabulous Friday”
“We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be?” Marianne Williamson
Fabulous Friday or Ode to my Shiny Shoes
My shiny golden shoes
No time for the blues
Singing and dancing
In my shoes of fancy
My lovely golden shoes
Act as some kind of muse
They might be flashy
But I feel quite dashy
I may not be Howard Hughes
And I don’t need any booze
With minimal financing
I am out celebrating
Thank Goodness
For Fabulous Fridays!
“I understand what’s it like to work all week and on Friday night just want to go and leave your brain at the door, buy some popcorn and be thrilled by something” Don Cheadle
Fabulous Friday
Leaving the working week far behind
I really have no idea how I ever survived
Fabulous Friday knocking at the door
Awaiting to carry me to a different shore
A glittering sequin dress, a pair of high heels
This is as good as it gets and feels
Leave your sad face and the bad place
Awaited Fabulous Friday is finally here
Prancing, dancing
Singing, winning
There is no stopping us
Well, not at least until the bus
Has arrived to take us home
Posted in the Friday series “Fabulous Friday”
“Shoes are like Chocolate, there is always room for more”
Fabulous Friday, Ode to my Red Shoes
Put on your red shoes
Forget the weekly blues
Listen to your muse
Time for new news
On this joyous of days
On Fabulous Friday
Posted in the Friday series “Fabulous Friday”
“We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be?” Marianne Williamson
Fabulous Friday or Ode to my Shiny Shoes
My shiny golden shoes
No time for the blues
Singing and dancing
In my shoes of fancy
My lovely golden shoes
Act as some kind of muse
They might be flashy
But I feel quite dashy
I may not be Howard Hughes
And I don’t need any booze
With minimal financing
I am out celebrating
Thank Goodness
For Fabulous Fridays!
Posted in the Friday series “Fabulous Friday”
“We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be?” Marianne Williamson
Fabulous Friday or Ode to my Shiny Shoes
My shiny golden shoes
No time for the blues
Singing and dancing
In my shoes of fancy
My lovely golden shoes
Act as some kind of muse
They might be flashy
But I feel quite dashy
I may not be Howard Hughes
And I don’t need any booze
With minimal financing
I am out celebrating
Thank Goodness
For Fabulous Fridays!
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