I had visions of finding the perfect summer sandal in NYC. Lately I have been perhaps a little obsessed with red sandals. Well, red shoes in general. I had accepted defeat after failing to find the above mentioned shoe until at last I spotted a promising looking shoe store across the street from Starbucks in the West Village. And bingo. I hit the jackpot.
Not only did I find my red sandals, I found the perfect burgundy wedged oxford. Oh my heart was so happy. I had to shove them into the crevices of Tim's luggage to get them home, but how I could live without them! At long last we were united.
Maybe they will work like Dorothy's except instead of sending me home, when I click my heels they will carry me back to New York to spend some more time frolicking around the city streets with my husband.
Click-click!
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