Me (and my date). Both of us dressed appropriately for a long warm day of walking and touring. Or so I thought.
Apparently, there is a standard for a long day of touring and walking. And it doesn't involve comfortable shoes. And while I completely endorse the idea of terribly cute and yet uncomfortable shoes, I generally relegate them to those occasions where I'm wearing a dress I have trouble breathing in. Or situations where I might feasibly be able to kick them off under the table for a bit.
That purse, though--man, you could fit a LOT of diet Coke and dumplings in that baby.
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