...pair of enormously high women's platform sandals.
This summer, I saw a pair of boots at a used clothing shop that I immediately wanted. They were a supple brown leather that went to my knees, and the soles were at least three-inch platforms made of wood. They were way cool, not high-heeled, and they fit me (something of a feat with terrificly chunky calves like mine). Ultimately, however, I did not buy them. Maybe it's because it has become important to me over the years to be able to move without worrying I'll fall. I still remember badly twisting my ankle on a tiny little nut while out running. I even saw it, probably could have avoided it, decided what was a little nut, and put my ankle out of commission for a couple weeks. No telling what trouble I could get into strapping those boots to my feet.
I'd go stuff the fabric back into its bags, but it is pouring out and I don't want to.
One more note on my blog. Below is a different address for it. This is the for-real one.
http://freebench.blogspot.com
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