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I would so throw bread at those shoes
I unironically want a pair of these. I’d wear them everywhere.
Do not wear heels everywhere. Give your poor feet some rest.
You don’t tell me what to do. Beauty is pain.
That’s what my mom used to say when ripping my hair while brushing it. I wanted short hair, but long hair was mandatory. She never had long hair herself because of poor growth. So she didn’t understand how to brush hair. And never bothered to change her approach. It was agony. I learned quickly how to brush my own.
Brinhs a whole new meaning to pigeon-toed.
Lose the heads and feet, and change the color to something a bit more uniform and I think they’d look dope.
