I know I only found you last week, but I can say with certainty that you are the only one for me. I never knew love could be like this, but how could I resist? That peep toe? The classically beautiful lace-up? The heels that bring me to new heights? (I’d be a whopping 5’6″ in these bad boys.) Those qualities alone would have been enough to make me fall for you, but then I discover that YOU’RE MADE OF FLANNEL. And I just want to cry, because I know that you are perfect for me, but that you will never be mine. At least, not until I’m a corporate sell-out.
The Democracy Diva