Last night I bought new poet boots for $8! That means they are serious poet boots because poets are poor mostly and the fact that I can get something so wonderful on my feet for $8 is a miracle! They aren’t even my size, but fit which makes them more of a miracle. Here’s a skanky picture of my witch feet – I know you didn’t really want a picture of my feet (or maybe you did creeper).
That’s my floor at work in case you care, but I’m not sure why anyone would care about that. I have one of those plastic rolley floor mats that used to stab me in the ankles with its under-fangs.
This post is about nothing. But I AM getting a “body-melt” massage treatment today and I hope to be liquefied enough I can squeeze under closed doors – there have been far too many closed doors lately. Mine as it has always been is still open.
The Secret World of Alex Mack
Comments
2 responses to “The Secret World of Alex Mack”
-
Dear Rach-with-the-open-door
These boots are great! I’ve been boot-hunting, too – no such luck as n $8.00 bargain yet so my search can wait till I get home from sunnier places.
How was your ‘body-melt’ massage? It sounds heavenly – I want one, too!
L, C xo-
Dear Clair the Magnificent –
These bad boys were 80% off and then I had a 20% coupon I was able to use on top of that! Woohoo! These are certainly the cheapest boots I’ve ever bought. Wearing them a 2nd day in a row. But we are settling into spring and summer and everything must go.
The body melt was like butta. Although, I had to seriously force my mind to shut down and enjoy it. That was hard. But it was a wonderful mix of deep tissue massage and a body wrap and weirdly delicious shower arms. I highly recommend it.
-
Leave a Reply