On Friday afternoon, during a quick lunch trip to the Eaton Centre, I was drawn to a pair of neon yellow pumps – they had to be mine! I carried them blissfully back to the office, new shoes always put a spring in my step!
I headed to Montreal for the weekend with Andre and Eve to see our dear friend Brown Squirrel who was home for a quick visit from Thailand. The last time I saw her was my last morning in Thailand when she dropped me off at the airport in Mae Sot after a particularly harrowing adventure on her scooter with my 40 pound backpack.
As we so infrequently have the good fortune to see each other, it was cause for celebration – and a perfect night for my new heels. It was also Brown Squirrel’s little brothers birthday so we had an evening of fun ahead of us.
I don’t particularly remember much about the shoes either than carrying them around in my purse until just before we got to the bar – but Eve managed to capture this shot of me at the end of the night clearly protesting their involvement in my evening.
My last memory of the evening before drifting off (still in my outfit – the usual) was Andre, Eve and I devouring our Poutines back in the hotel room. Brown Squirrel had gone off to meet some other friends at the end of the night and had the misfortune of returning to the hotel, without a key, after we had all passed out and was stuck in the hallway banging on the door and calling us incessantly for god knows how long.
I love my friends 🙂