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Today, I was wearing an adorable (in MY opinion) pair of dark denim knee-length capris, a sleeveless black top, and black BCBG sandals that I LOVE.
I was the “mystery” reader in Will’s 4th grade class this morning, and (again, my opinion) I brought the house down with my rendition of Mo Willems’ Naked Mole Rate Gets Dressed (I’d call it one of the “new classics”. It’s a hoot.)
I was feeling confident and still flushed with the success of my guest appearance in the 4th grade (yes, I got to sit in the special mystery reader chair – don’t be too jealous), when my left shoe seemed to catch on the carpet in my office. Then it did it again. And again. After checking both sides of my face and running thru a little do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti, to make sure I hadn’t had a STROKE, I looked at my shoe. It had a total BLOWOUT…
You can’t really tell from the picture, but it actually broke apart in about four spots in the thick rubber sole.
So, for the rest of the afternoon….drag, flop, slap, trip….drag, flop, slap, trip…..down the hall…..
I’ve never actually broken a “high” heel or any shoe before, for that matter. Have you? (This question is put to my male readers, as well, of course. Rest assured that we all know it was just that one time, in the Hasty Pudding review at Harvard, right?)
squirrel circus 
You crack me up.
Thanks!! 🙂
What? No duct tape? Bailey get to your shoe?
My worst high heel fail was when I was teaching a software class. Our company used to do these for customers in hotels (in the olden days). I had 3 overhead projectors going & I was moving from one to another. Since we were using the bar of this hotel, I was on the dance floor. Don’t know how but the heel of 1 of my shoes caught on the metal lip where the rug met the dance floor and it stuck… like really couldn’t get loose. I kept talking all the time, trying to get loose, needed to get to projector 3 from 1, so I had to ditch the shoe & pretend nothing happened. I thought it was a cool enough move until I saw 1 of the customers staring at my shoeless foot, laughing his ass off. Good thing we kept the room pretty dark though.
Are you sure it’s ok to talk about naked mole rats to a 4th grade class? Seems a little risque to me.
Great footwear fail story! Reminds me of one my grandmother tells, about getting her heel stuck in a grate, on her way up to pay her respects at a viewing. AWKWARD.
The naked mole rats actually set the perfect tone, in a class of rowdy (mostly boys) 10-year-olds. I reassured myself beforehand with the fact that it is shelved in with the little kid books of our local libraries (and I saw a copy at a Scholastic book sale)! 🙂
I broke a heel completely off of a high heel shoe walking across campus in undergrad. I think it caught on a line in the sidewalk? It was probably my fault for being that girl who wore four inch heels to class, but I had to walk back barefoot.
Of course you had to go barefoot; because you don’t want to look like a bow-legged cowboy sauntering around campus in ONE 4″ heel. I feel your pain! 🙂
Never. I have sunk into the ground at weddings that turned out to be on the grass. That is bizarre, though. No warnings?
I’ve totally done that, too! A total spring wedding pitfall. Then, I usually forget to clean it off, until it has turned to CEMENT on my nice heels.
I think the fact that the sole and heel were one piece of thick matte black rubber hid the stress faults in the bottom for a while, until the whole thing collapsed. I tossed them right in our huge garbage tote before even going into the house after work. In the interest of full disclosure, however, they may have been BCBG, but I got them in a thrift store with untold miles already on them — so the financial hit wasn’t too steep.