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When I added that little description up there under the title of this lil' blog, I never anticipated I would ever actually write a post about falling down stairs. Sure, I knew I would share my clumsy moments with you but that was to serve more as a witty blurb letting you know "Hey! This girls a clutz."
When I added that little description up there under the title of this lil' blog, I never anticipated I would ever actually write a post about falling down stairs. Sure, I knew I would share my clumsy moments with you but that was to serve more as a witty blurb letting you know "Hey! This girls a clutz."
But, alas, here is that very post I didn't anticipate.
In my defense, I haven't worn heels all summer. There has been wedges and some strappy sandals during weddings, but the heels have been on vacation until today. Apparently muscle memory is something I am lacking because I've forgotten how to pick up my feet when I walk. A true "must" when wearing anything higher than a flip flop. So I tumbled. DOWN, DOwn, down.
Only a few minor bruises and absolutely no hit to my ego. I don't fight my flimsy-ness anymore. I just share it on the Internet for you enjoyment.
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