
I have this problem when I go Christmas shopping of falling into a "one for you and two for me!" trap, which can get very expensive. I was pretty good this weekend, though (no doubt because of the impending bill for the plane tickets to Mexico), but when I saw these house slippers, I figured, who else would buy them for me? If I wanted them I would just have to get them for myself. "If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with," you know? And that's my big black poodle laying with his head on my black poodle shoes. The rest of his body is actually attached, in case you were wondering.
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Date: 2003-12-15 07:42 pm (UTC)I've always felt that fuzzy house slippers--in whatever incarnation you prefer--are vastly unappreciated as footwear and get much less press than they should. If I could afford it, I'd give everyone in the world a pair of fuzzy sheepskin slippers and listen to the universal sighs of pleasure with glee and delight.
Fuzzy slippers: a gift from God. Mine, however, came from The Boyfriend.
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