Monday, September 17, 2012

I Just Want My Damn Shoes

Okay, so.  As I've mentioned before, I go to Jackson, Mississippi every March to Participate in the FUN-raising weekend known as The Sweet Potato Queens Zippity Doo Dah Parade.  While it's only ONE weekend, I shop for it all year.  It could almost qualify as a second job.

Last week I ordered THESE:

These are my new Big Hat Luncheon shoes.  I ordered them from an online store called Starlets & Harlots. They are my go-to store for SPQ weekend outfits & accessories.

When the Postal Worker, a woman, delivered my package today, I had to sign for my shoes. As I was signing the slip, she looks at the box & says "Starlets & Harlots. You getting ready for Halloween??".  I coolly responded "No, when I'm not painting cabinets in yoga pants and a ball cap, I dress like a tramp. These are for your average Tuesday."  She stammered "Uhhh....Oh....Okay...." as I closed the door in her face.

Nosy bitch. That'll teach her to question ME about the origins of my deliveries.  Or give her something to gossip about. Whatever.


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    1. Not postal, necessarily, just got all snooty on her!! I'd have made Didi Snavely proud!!

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    1. Oh Kathie, my neighbors hate me. I'm the woman who yells at kids & people who run the stop sign. On the plus side, I'm cheap entertainment!!

  3. Hahahahahaha! I totally would've looked down at her shoes and asked her if she wanted the address.. Bitch.

    1. She would have NO IDEA what to do in those shoes!! Bless her heart!!

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    1. My life is pretty humdrum punctuated by moments of pure awesome. You guys just mostly hear about the awesome.

  5. Two things:

    1. I need those shoes
    2. and I love that you do too.

    PS: Eff her, man. What a douchecanoe ;)

    1. Mama, Maybe I'll bring them to NonCon so you can play in them!!

      Yay!! You got to use Douchecanoe TWICE!!


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