In my (weak) defense, it's a gift for myself to celebrate motherhood....since Wei doesn't know the concept of a push gift! Oh alright, not that I could ever bring it up to him anyway.
But this gilamama couldn't believe that she actually put her plastic ---and heart through a major workout. And she was doing so well, abstaining from retail therapy....until now, that is.
I had no intention of buying. "They wouldn't have my size," I assured myself but I tried asking anyway.
There it was sitting non-threateningly on the shelf. Once I had it on, I was beside myself.
It put the word "cleavage" to a new meaning.
No need to adjust your screen. It had the same dizzying effect on me.
PS: Me thinks the calf muscles will be quite solid from the tippy toeing away from skinny heel fiends like floor grouts and escalator teeth.