Cold Feet, Wet Blanket

Monday: lemon Manolo heels

We had the weirdest weather on Friday, which made for some real wardrobe angst. I’m obsessive about weather forecasts for that very reason, and I knew it would be rainy, then sunny that day. When I got dressed in the morning, it was just getting overcast, so I put on my nice crocodile Pradas and hoped the sky would hold — at least until I got to the office.

Luckily, it did, but half an hour later, the sky had darkened ominously, and soon the torrential rain began. I stared out my window and panicked. I had lunch plans out of the office — I had to run uptown for a fitting! I later heard that there was hail in some parts, and a tornado warning in New York. Hello Toto, are we in Kansas?

By the time lunchtime came around, the rain had stopped and the sun was blinding. I was relieved that I made it to my appointment completely dry. Of course, by the time I left half an hour later, the sky was dark again, and the trees were swaying in the wind. I couldn’t find a cab, and the first fat raindrops were beginning to fall when I jumped on the nearest bus. And then it really poured.

Now I was really panicked — not only was I wearing nice shoes, but I had also just picked up two of my dresses from the dressmaker. I cursed the day I never learned an anti-rain dance… But then I remembered that I had thrown in a pair of flip-flops in my bag that morning, along with the shoes I needed for my fitting. Genius! I slipped on the flip-flops (at that point, I just couldn’t worry about how they didn’t go with the outfit, but at least I was wearing jeans), pulled out my umbrella and made a run for it back to the office. I was so proud of my foresight.

But the coda to all this? I got in the elevator with this guy, and he looked down at my feet and commented that they must be so cold and wet — didn’t I wish I had a little more foot coverage? And that’s when, once again, I found proof that men and women simply have different priorities. Who cares about cold, wet feet? At least my nice shoes were dry! Though I am gratified that he noticed my new pedicure…

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