I shut the car door on my knee this morning. “How,” you ask? Well I’ll tell you, it’s my Enzo Anglioni burgundy spike heels that go oh so well with my green banana republic cargo pants and kicky sweater.
I went to close my car door this morning, with my fashionably clad hip, and since my hands were full with my huge black bag (I schlep my art book everywhere, in case I get hit with a good idea), a present for our work gift exchange, and my grande vanilla latte, I lunged a bit too far and didn’t get my knee out of the way. The corner of the door caught my knee cap, because I lost my balance on my ridiculous shoes. They are so pretty! (more…)
