“Walking on high heels, soaking up life”


It's getting unbelievably cold and as I see no possibility to walk today's Stiletto cuties anywhere outside the house, had to take them somewhere warmer (and steamier: they definitely deserve some warmth): the bath tub. While humming to myself and foaming hair, eyes got stuck on shampoo bottle (not that I ever do any kind of advertising here, but it's Andrélon...) and with it's slogan started to think about beloved routines which we celebrate every day.

Petting your children\dog\hubby\high heels in the morning for instance. Or going through the same motions of filling the coffee maker with water every day. Applying mascara everywhere BUT on your lashes, and picking your nose at a red light to work... They all become such a common practice, but there's actually nothing common to it at all. Guess what am trying to say is that will damn-heel miss it, jumping out of bed, kissing hubby, petting shoes, putting water in the coffee maker, jumping into heels, building set, taking picture, writing, (picking nose) and posting in... *sigh* almost 23 days.
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And guess what, while whining and self pitying, moi managed to mess up my other number one routine this year: just cut myself the size of Africa (if my legs were the world) while shaving. Will rank swearing higher on beloved routine list from now on.


Today's shoes are Armani
Today's plaster is Hansaplast