Charming, but single

Note: I have special plans for some special shoes this weekend. I’ve posted them on the sister blog to this site: Charming Things. Watch out Saturday night! Wearing red shoes makes me do things. Crazy things. Wonderful things. One night in college I wore some sexy strappy red satin sandals out with a black mini and a tight top. As I spun around dancing, drink in hand, heart pumping, I felt sexy and in control. No matter that I was at the same bar I always went to and that I’d be sore from twirling in heels for hours on end the next day. I felt light and whimsical and free. I was bolder than bold. And when the guy I was dancing will gave me the right smile, I looked him square in the eye and said, “I’m not looking for a boyfriend …” And I winked as his hands wrapped ‘round my waist.