got a bunch of fucked up feet today. bloody, bruised, and blistered. part from walking 2 miles or so in heels, then dancing in said heels, then getting stepped on by a gargantuan practicing his spastic break dancing style, then slipping off my pedals and into my new chain ring. fuck!! my feet used to be so cute. it all started with ski boots and my frightening tendancy to lean back instead of forward-what a wanker i am!
anyway, i was thinking about it the other day in the tub. lookin at 'em all haggard, toenails black and blue. scabs floating away in the water-just kidding-that's gross.
beauty is pain (heels). and pain is fun (skiing/hiking/river dancing) i guess it's worth it-having ugly feet as a 31 year old woman. as long as i look hot and am having fun right?
i guess it could be worse. my feet could look like an old chinese ladies' from the 19th century.
yikes!