Well, anyway, the point is, I'm a heel virgin... That is, I was until I moved into the basement of the house where Mariasha was living. Mariasha exited the High Heel Virgin's Club in fifth grade and owns a LOT of them and she decided to take it upon herself to introduce and initiate me into the adult women's world of high-heeled luster where I learned that not all heels are difficult to walk in and uncomfortable. The following photos signify the end of a very long era.
Mariasha and I have been enjoying the new competition show, The Face, and so I've been working on changing up the emotions I show in my photos. I'm pretty sure the only ones I managed were smiling, pensive, fierce, superhero, and then an expression that lies somewhere between a scowl and a smirk. I'll spare you those ones and in the process, spare myself some embarrassment. It's a win-win scenario.
Now I just need to find a good Easter outfit to go with it this Sunday! Do you have your outfit all planned out already?