However, I have never had A MANAGER ACTUALLY MEASURE THE HEIGHT OF MY HEELS BEFORE. Yes indeedy. I was on a call when a manager whipped out a ruler, knelt down, and Measured my Heels.
Perhaps a 6 inch heel and The Bank do not mix.
Good Lord do NOT look at my hair. I was washing my hands in my restroom when my visual image assaulted me in the mirror and I screamed, "OH MY GOD MY HAIR HAS BEEN ATTACKED BY YAKS!!!"
Because, you know, it can't just be a bad hair day, for me, only the heights (or is it depths) of hyperbole will do. nevertheless that is some horrible hair.
Lane Bryant shirt from Nov. 08, necklace same, dark wash jeans same, heels by Nine West courtesy of amazon.com (26.00 and change with free shipping!!!).
Hair by....Yaks.
4 comments:
So what's the outcome of the heel measuring? Was she just wanting to know so she could order some ;) And btw you look SO slim in that outfit. Cute top!
Those shoes are glorious! I love them. Pity the manager didn't send you home to change your shoes, and then you could have just stuck around the place!
Did you get written up? God, girl, we have GOT to get you out of there.
Hmmmmm...sounds like a foot fetishist. Or a closet diva getting all hissy that you out-shoed her. Or him.
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