It has been nine months since I last saw my dad. He planned a Christmas Eve dinner at Noble Mansion on Xmas eve and we were so looking forward to it. I wore a new dress and put on a pair of black heels which I have worn only once last year.
Everything was fine until I stepped out of the car in the parking lot and walked to the restaurant. My shoe is a strappy design slip-on and it has 4 straps on each side. One of the straps came off. So I thought it’s fine because I still have the other straps to hold it together. How wrong was I! The more I walk, the more the other straps came off. Luckily the restaurant was not too far away from the lift. By the time I reached the main door of Noble Mansion, all the straps on the right shoe came apart and sort of disintegrated. Boo Hoo! I blame Covid for this! I haven’t been going out for the past 2 years so I didn’t have a chance to wear this pair of heels.
Luckily I have a pair of Fitflop slippers in the car and so I wore that to dinner.
I better be careful with my other shoes in the closet.
