Leaving my shoes all over the house drives Eric insane. INSANE. Although he's adjusting. And he doesn't nag...he just puts them away himself. Which makes me feel even worse.
But I mean, if he walked around in heels all the time, he'd understand the need to kick them off when you can, right? Wherever my first stop is in the house, is where the shoes come off. And stay. I took all these photos yesterday. None were staged. I may or may not do it just to get a reaction sometimes :)
|Black peep toes in the kitchen in front of the dishwasher|
|Flip Flops under a coffee table|
|Flats beside the ironing board|
|Slingbacks on a bathroom rug|
|Running shoes in the foyer of the master bedroom|
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