The shoe theory

As I was approaching Mid-Valley, all I can think to myself is today’s target is shoes because Bobo is either very bored of all his toys that I bought him or he has swallowed all of them. Sometimes I can’t seem to be able to find where all his toys are. But I also do not quite understand why is this way- passed-puppy dog still chewing and eating all our stuff in the garden ranging from plants (no, he is not vegetarian), to shoes and even rocks & soil!!

The Malaysia mega sale is on everywhere this time around. I felt like I’m on a competition…some kind of race like see who got the most kind of competition. And if there is anything I want to be the champion the most, it will be “The Shopping Queen Competition”. Without much effort, I have gotten myself 5 pairs of shoes at the counter. A particular pair that really caught my attention at my first glanced is this very bitchy and bimbo looking heels. I know Twain will definitely have something to say about this heel but I just like it a lot, don’t ask me why. Who cares if this heels make me look bitchy? Can a pair of shoe really make a person a bitch or a good person? How unfair is that? What if some good persons are born with a very weird shoe taste?

I asked Twain how do I look with that heels on when we are at home and he sort of just stared at me and went: err…err… and I know exactly what he is doing. He is trying to find a nicer word to say to me so that I won’t growl at him. I told him to say what he needed to say and finally he told me that: err…I think this heel make you look bitchy, it’s like a whore…you know…you saw lots of these worn in Hatyai.

My heart smiled. A sense of satisfactory came to me because he has just helped me proved that a nice, sweet and kind hearted lady like me can look like a bitch if I have my bitchy heel on…don’t you get it? It’s all the shoe’s fault if I am a bitch…the problem is not me…muah…ha…ha…