Maybe that's a bit melodramatic.
(Typical.)
The sequins are falling off of my fabulous shoes.
If you're unfamiliar, I have a pair of cute little ballet flat style shoes absolutely decked, nay, FESTOONED with sequins of all colors. After about a year or more of relentless wear, the sequins are falling off. Now I should be thrilled they stayed on as long as they have, especially considering that I am not exactly gentle on my garments. But they are detaching at an alarming rate and I don't quite know what to do about it aside from "wear them less". I've been finding sequin shrapnel around my apartment and the floor by my desk at work twinkles far more than it should.
I got the shoes from Target sometime last year (I think). I had been eyeing them for about a week and when I finally went back and got them, my roommate Adam asked what the hell I was going to wear them with.
"Everything," I grinned.
And so I have. And it's taking its toll. This isn't a premature eulogy but merely an expression of my dismay that my shoes are on the downswing.
*sigh*
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