So meet Mr. Seahorse, fresh faced, clean cut, handsome, eligible, nice nails, on a guy’s night out. I think you can figure out his occupation by the way he dresses. He came over to sit and talk to us loud-mouthed girls, possibly with a little crush on one of my girlfriends, possibly on a very expensive dare.
Must have been some crush/dare, because after some cajoling on our part, he agreed to wear a pair of size 5 shoes. They’re not just ordinary shoes either. Not everyday you’d see a guy (except for him maybe!) stumble a few steps in maroon, patent leather, 5-inch heels, which unfortunately for him, belongs to a blogger. Hehe.
Highly doubtful that he’d be reading this, but if you are, thanks for the laughs! Hope you get at least one of my girlfriends’ phone numbers! LOL.