More on Shoes

Shoes seem to be a regular on the brain this month. My closet- of which is a metaphor for my life, remember- seems to be in constant aim of divergence from my feminine qualities. Therefore making suit for yet another discovery of  a burning passion for Tim's and more Nike. I know, and I'm sorry.

My thought process is so limited these days, resulting in inevitable and consequently the blunt character of my posts. Do you appreciate that? 

Nevertheless, I like really want these shoes like really bad and I have retained minimal analytical or comprehensive insight to this fact. It's funny because with the Timberland's I'm actually really surprised by my desire in ownership. I was always kind of thrown off by the very raw disposition of the shoe of which provoked a kind of swagger and confident air that I never really appreciated. I have to say,their presence on the extremities of a variety of lax bros sporting Hawaiian shirts, backwards hats, and neck length blonde hair, threw me through a bit of a loop.The literal bearing of the Wheats (cool kid term for Timberland's)didn't seem to reciprocate with the visage of the participants of the elusive lacrosse sport nor their private school attendance.Maybe my Timberland appetite is fueled by a temporary lapse of heart, in which I hallucinate my true self as one characterized by none other than The Bad Gal, you know, RiRi. All euphemisms, aside in reality, do I really hunger(pun) for intellectual reasoning? F**k no. I just want them, and as of now their want is present simply for a reason I have yet to successfully solicit justification for.

Let's be real, the Air Max and Free Run speak for themselves. I mean, they're beautiful. The Free's are running shoes with a contradictory purpose that could only appeal to someone of my nature. Someone who appreciates their functionality but disregards this truth based on the simple fact that suede, running,exercise, motivational deficiencies and Mid-Western climate rarely coincide. Also, I'm 96% sure the Air Max has no other purpose than to pair with printed trousers or a plaid skirt. No really, it says it on the box.

Dear Family, if you're listening, my birthday is right around the block(7 months is not equivalent to a corner)*wink wink* .

#justsayin/doit