A New Spring in My Step!

I've got a secret weapon in my arsenal these days. A whole new feather in my cap. A little more magic in my bag of tricks.

Go ahead. Be very jealous...

But not too jealous, because I won't be one bit mad if you copy me. Not even a little miffed. You see, I'm all about generosity of spirit. And the free exchange of ideas. As well as the American way.

Although I think this idea started out with the French. Or maybe the British, if you take Jimmy Choo into account.

Perhaps you're thinking Dorothy (the original ruby slipper gal) should get the credit.

Whatever. The point is that these red shoes make me feel like a new woman! A vibrant, vital, vixen of a grandma. A borderline babe of a mom! And a sizzling siren of a wife. But that's the least of it.

They give me good energy. (More Glenda, less Wicked Witch of the West.)

Of course, all good things must come to an end...Eventually, I'm eager to head on back to the house, kick 'em off in the general direction of my closet, slide into my trusty crocs, and bask in the relative comfort of familiar frumpiness.

After all, there's no place like home.

(Dorothy told me so.)

;)