

Once, my friend EC was in the faculty lounge when another teacher told her that only children and whores could wear red shoes and get away with it. EC, who is neither a child nor a whore, was wearing red shoes at the time.
I have three pairs of red shoes and so I could sympathize with EC. Today, I took it one step further and wore glitter eyeliner to work. In my defense, it's a big day: my students have their AP test this morning and I had a guest observer in my 3rd period class. It is the type of day that begs for glitter so I went for it. My feet, not to be outdone by the eyes, are adorned with shoes that JT calls my Hawaiian shoes.
For those keeping track, it's a tasteful glitter. And the flowers on the shoes are as tasteful as flowers on shoes can be.
Sometimes a girl must cave in to the demands of her inner princess. Today is one of those days.
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