It was a choice of (a) take a walk - in my heels - last Saturday morning and clear out the wedding / dancing / boxed wine cobwebs in my head or (b) try to find a pair of shoes that would fit.
These were the ones that fit ... Dad's are simply too big and make my already large feet look like clown shoes.
Oddly comfortable. But I'm still not buying a pair.
Croc You!
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