First world problem, I know. But I think I just threw my fucking back out in some sort of not invented yet Twister move. Why are shoemakers conspiring against me?
Either I have sit awkwardly in the Twister pose, or I have to suffer an old woman head rush dizzy spell to put these damn shoes on. And this is even before my second cup of coffee.
And it would even look better on the inside! And it's just common sense! And now I need a third cup of coffee!
Life is a bitch.
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