The Pain I endure for fashion{open}

Winnifer Dragonheart

My heals clack against the candy colored streets of the capitol. They are making my feet ache and I suddenly regret having worn them today. A light mist hung over the street as I walked, dampening my recently styled hair which caused me to start grumbling. The things I do for fashion I think to myself bitterly. As I walk, I notice a few other people who nod at me, recognizing me from my dads work. I smile warmly at everyone and continue to clack my way down to street. By the time I reach my destination, I know for a fact that I will have at least one blister on each of my well kept feet."Great, just great" I grumbled, sitting on a bench for a moment and pulling off my heals. i message my heals gently and slip a small sockette back into place.The whole point of these things is to keep my heals from hurting I thought bitterly as I put the darn shoes back on my feet. I stood up and continued on my way, trying to ignore the steady throb of my feet.[/center]

PS; I would really like it if someone notices her discomfort and walks over and gives her a hand. You can decide on the rest of the thread if you want.