"I LOVE YOUR SHOES" I said in an awkward, monotone, way-to-loud voice (my IPOD was already thumping in my ears, and I was too excited to think to pull the earbuds out before trying to have a conversation.
I have been looking for my very own pair of colourful hightops for the past half year, but have had no luck finding what I really want for discount.
I get so addicted to the price tag, that I sometimes find myself buying stuff I don't love because it's too cheap to pass up.
Problem is that sometimes I end up spending more in the end because I keep looking for that thing I really wanted in the first place.
It's a skill I'm trying to learn- knowing when to spend and when to save.
It's like those cheap $12 jeans that have way-to-small pockets, and thus, make your rear view humongous. At the time you thought they were a good idea, but then you catch a glimpse of the back of yourself in a photo and suddenly you want to burn them at the stake.
I'm a sucker for anything and everything cheap, but I'm tired of all the "burnings."
When I saw those bright hightops in all their glory- I decided I would only buy a pair I loved.
These shoes will get me noticed.
The funnest pair of shoes since those LA Gears I had in grade 2 with the ribbon laces.
My seven year old self would be high-fivin' me right now.
I also feel my Brooklyn girls, Jenny Humphrey and Vanessa Abrams, would let me tag along to some cool, underground concert.
They say "Bronx" inside. Total street cred points.
If Barbie had high tops, she'd wanna trade with you.
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