Did I mention new shoes?
These are coming on Thursday:
Shoe porn. Yumm.
My favorite part was that I had Fetlifed about loving the top pair, and really, really wanted them, but I knew they weren’t W’s type, so I hesitated. I thought about asking him what he thought of them, but, again, I really really wanted them, and I was afraid if he was neutral or even dismissive of them, I wouldn’t buy them. Even in my shoe porn I want to please him! So I didn’t ask, but I didn’t buy them. And meanwhile, I keep perusing the billion+ shoe websites I have bookmarked. I have been looking for a black pair with a red sole for a while, but haven’t found just the right pair.
Low and behold, I found the exact pair (the second one up there) that started me on the black-and-red kick in the first place. So what could I do? I knew W’s would like them. I like them. So I ordered them.
And not ten minutes later I get the sweetest email from him:
Just caught up with last night’s shoe shopping spree. Lots of fun!
I’m not saying buy them, but these (the top pair) actually do suit you.
And when I replied back, telling him about my hesitancy, he replied:
I didn’t want to be overly enthusiastic because I’m enough of an enabler as it is, but they definitely suit your personality, and I think I can manage to get an erection tying you up in them in some sort of sporty chic girl scenario.
Yumm. Shoes, rope and erections. And a guy that really gets me. Can life get any better?
Now I just need to get him to give me pictures of the other two pairs I bought recently.
Did I mention I have a slight shoe addiction?