Here’s a couture lesson for all of you female rookies!
Way back when I was young and newly licensed and far too fashion conscious for my own good, I bought an assortment of skirts (above the knee), blazers, and high-heeled pumps to wear in my new career. I thought I was the epitome of professionalism!
So one sunny Saturday in the spring, I’m all decked out and showing cottage properties (!) to two very distinguished gentlemen from Toronto . Viewing the last cottage on our tour I walked the men out to the lakeside deck while blathering on about everything I thought I knew about the area and the lake, thinking I was doing a bang-up job. What I wasn’t doing was paying attention to where I was walking in those ridiculous shoes!
Before I knew it, one of my heels caught between the deck boards. I catapulted face first down the stairs, landing in gravel and mud at the bottom. So there’s Ms. Professional lying on the ground with no shoes on, ripped stockings, completely covered in grass, mud, and stones, and bleeding profusely from both knees!
Absolutely mortified, I look up to see the two men, one pulling a shoe from the deck and the other retrieving it’s mate from the lawn, both stifling laughter. With whatever little bit of dignity I could still muster up, I picked myself up, put my muddy feet into the shoes, and started to laugh.
We all had a good chuckle and I never heard from them again!
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