WTF Aaryn? BCBG's!!!

Where is my spunk and vigor i ask you? Perhaps it comes from being the single full time parent of a child who needs a tremendous amount of constistent interaction to thrive, but hell i don't have it lately. Somedays it takes far too much emotional energy to pull up the facts within myself, let alone dig up other more obscure sources of information.

So I will now turn to a political sister's site who, by her very existence in the blogshere alone has encouraged and strengthened my resolve to see justice achieved. Who's honest parenting and exceptional writing has brought me back again and again. Aaryn's words ring in my heart consistently, but this post, Ahh, my sister! You do such a phenom balancing act already, why should the BCBG's be any different? We of course are speaking about my OTHER addiction here, so i realize this post could be biased, but never under any circumstances send shoes powerful enough to cause you to write about them back. Tis a sin against all that is holy, podiatrically speaking. (You after all may send them to ME sz 9, in a good shoe)

Hey, did they come with the little cloth thingy in the box? And, and, and, the little bottle of leather care stuff?
I can't stand it WTF! This is just WRONG Aaryn! How could you DO this? I mean who in the hell is going to end up with those shoes? Some side show freak trailer park trash person, i lost my roll sorry, but you KNOW what i'm talking about! You totally failed those shoes Aaryn, and I'm sorry i have to be the one to tell you this...for your own good, and the future of any new pairs. YOU HAVE TO THINK BEFORE YOU ORDER...THINK IT THROUGH, Jesus. I'm nauseous.
Can we have a moment of silence...for the BCBG's.