Anyone who knows me knows that I have a thing for shoes. Love. them.
So of course it devastated me to think that I couldn’t teeter totter along in silly heels anymore.
But so long as my legs aren’t all gumby-fied, I’m going to rock the hell out of some sky-high shoes. With my cane in hand.
One, Wild & Precious 
I’m thinking you need a more dangerous-looking cane to go with the shoes.
true! that will be the topic of a future post. i have a pretty standard-issue cane right now.
They sell some beautiful and slightly less “old lady” canes at the cancer center at UAMS. They are a bit expensive, around $50, but worth not having to rock the metal cane. I envy you for the shoe thing, I cannot wear heels at all anymore. Makes me wish I had worn them more when I could!
I think my Christmas this year will include some sort of cool cane, as well as some knitted socks (are you listening, Santa?). I will check out the cancer center.
YOU TOTALLY ROCK THE SHOES. I told you before we need to do something to that cane!
Don’t forget the pimp hat!