Killer Leopard

Another snoozer of a day. Well, blogging-wise anyway.

My day was actually quite packed with meetings back to back to back. As you know, I'm still not used to being "the legal person" in the room (or "The Hammer," if you will). It's really weird when you have to explain to laypersons why the word "and" should be used in a document, as opposed to "along with." And it's even weirder when those laypersons are twice your age and skeptical.

But I did it. And the language stayed my way. It's Hammertime! [Credit to ballin_axehammer.]

Since I was consulting with clients today, I played the role of the professional advocate. Black suit. Serious. Conservative. Stern.

Almost.

Peeping from underneath my suit were none other than my leopard Stuart Weitzman stilettos. Rowr!

I am thrilled to report that I got many compliments from very different people with very different styles. I guess sassy shoes are universally beloved. That abundant love almost made up for the redness and soreness at the end of the day. Indeed, 'tis another pair that needs breaking in, which surprised me because I have three other pairs of Stuarts, and they each fit like a dream! But at least I experienced no blisters or broken skin, so I'm a happy camper.

And no rain either! The no-rain-on-new-shoes vibes worked! Those vibes. So powerful.