[2Jedismom]

I hope I get these red sneakers...I love red shoes! When I was really little...six years old, first grader, the wealthiest girl in town had a pair of red shoes that reminded me of Dorothy's. I wanted them so bad, but was aware even at that age that my parents couldn't afford them.

Just a few years ago, I told my mom about it and she said that if I'd mentioned them, they would have likely tried to get them for me! Ohhh, the missed opportunity for red shoes.

For Christmas this year, my mom got me a pair of red Enzo Angiolinis like these (except red, or course):

Anyway, I think it's why I keep buying these red sneakers for the boys...heck, maybe it's why I paint my toenails red, when I don't even wear makeup! Some psychologist would probably have a field day with this...he can blow it out his shorts.

The wealthiest girl? Well, last I heard, her mother had hired a hit man to rub out her dad.

[Overtaxed]

Okaaay.....hope the Sunday school guy doesn't find out about this red shoe thing! :)

Just give me something comfortable with no skid soles and leather uppers.

[SuziQ]

The wealthiest girl? Well, last I heard, her mother had hired a hit man to rub out her dad.

Goes to show you, money can't buy love.

[HairOfTheDog]

I don't know what to say about the shoes. And I have tried to think of something!

[Corin Stormhands]

Well, last I heard, her mother had hired a hit man to rub out her dad.

Wonder if she wore red shoes to the funeral...