- 7 years ago
- Wedding: May 2011
So about 6 months ago, I got a huge lecture about wedding shoes from my oldest sister. I rolled my eyes in my usual sarcastic way but I truly was listening. I knew that I was going to stress about the bottom of dress getting dirty and yet I also wanted to bust a move the dance floor. I had Cuban Salsa waiting for me, Fred Astaire, as well as some Ramones.
Underneath my Persian Prom Dress was a beautiful pair of high heel sandals during the ceremony (rubber soled – I’ve watched brides fall before and couldn’t take the risk). Later, after we caravanned like a bunch of hippies to the reception hall, I took a moment to pull off my MacGyver moment…..yes that’s right…..this snobby detail maven whipped on her high heeled-older-than-dirt tennis shoes. Here are two images – one of me showing off my cool shoes late in the evening(and yes, doesn’t my arm look a bit like Bob Dole on a bad day?) and another of me with family members cutting the rug earlier in the night.