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| Kate Spade - adorable- from $298. I don't have a pair of these. I wish I did. |
Sometimes working on fitness has unexpected successes. Like being able to tackle three flights of stairs without wheezing at the top.
Yesterday I was wearing a dress and a new pair of pumps. Cute pumps. They are like a Mary Jane-Spectator Pump hybrid. So adorable. I bought them slightly smaller than I usually wear because they didn't have my size. In my book, cute shoes are cute shoes and if your toes pinch a little, suck it up.
I stopped to chat with the custodian of our building. His name is Jesse and he is really nice. Another man who works in our building was standing near by. I am going to call him Tony. I am not going to say his real name because I don't want to embarrass him. And if I misconstrued what happened, I don't want to embarrass me.
I noticed that Tony was looking at something. He had a look on his face. . . .you know the one. The look that a man gives an attractive girl when she walks by. Not a leer -- he wasn't being a lech. It was just the look. And it was just for a second.
I looked around to see who he was looking at. No one was there but me & Jesse.
He seemed to be looking down a little bit. I followed his gaze and. . . .I think. . . .I think he . . . . .
I think he was looking at my legs.
Of course I checked to see if I had a piece of toilet paper stuck to them or something.
I didn't.
Then he said "I like your stilettos".
Stilettos? Well, that proves Tony is not gay. If he were gay he would know that my shoes are Mary Jane-Spectator hybrids.
I didn't have any toilet paper stuck to them and my skirt was not tucked into my underwear.
There was only one logical explanation.
He checked me out.
Just for a second.
I don't know if I can count that as a "success". .. . but it kinda feels like one.
