Some years ago, when she grew wildly tall and her feet eagerly followed, it became very difficult to find some nice, feminine shoes to accomodate her "flippers".
A major drama for a teenager, believe me.
So, when I visited Poland I found there a shoemaker, who crafted for me a pair of beautiful slippers, size thirteen.
This is what happened when I presented those shoes to my lovely Girl upon my return.
No comments:
Post a Comment