“It’s not coming off.”
“You can’t ignore your feet and expect to buff off cracks all at once.”
“Yes I can.”
“No you can’t. It doesn’t work that way. You’re getting older. You gotta take care of your feet.”
“I don’t wanna get old like you.”
Sunday, May 11, 2008
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6 comments:
Haha! This is great!
My mom has really bad, cracked feet. I could say the same thing to her! ;)
I can't believe I ever got vain about this, but check it: When I have to wear fancy backless shoes (like at the wedding I'm Maid of Honor at), I feel compelled to start scrubbing and buffing my feet a week early so that my heels won't look like Tyra Banks' heels..
It unbelievable, getting older.
What I want to know is why the crackly gross parts seem to come so easily, all by themselves, and are so damned hard to get rid of.
My feet have become a walking study in the disgusting. Ugh!
So, it goes!
Hey, thank you for the note!
Sebastien Tellier rocks!!!!
OK, my mom had the grossest, groddiest, gnarliest, freaky cracks and (shudder) I am a total pumice addict. I WEAR those suckers down to nothing! I refuse to have crack, bleck. I am single handedly supporting the pumice and body butter industries, and even though I run around barefoot as much as possible I don't have freaky foot BUT, you should totally have overtrimmed her cuticles and stuff for sassing you like that.
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