Glass Sneaker Mga Nobela at Kwento

A man in horn-rimmed glasses smirked into his cocktail. My nails bit into my palms hard enough to leave crescent moons. "Don't react. Don't give them the satisfaction." But then Alessandra's gaze flicked to my shoes dyed black Payless heels with the soles reglued three times. "Oh my God." Her laughter rang out, high and shrill as a car alarm. "Are those from the "children's" section?" Something inside me "snapped."

“Alright. I’ll trust you.” “Good.” Once we finished eating, and paid, off to the boot store we went. It took Gina, and Naomi a bit to drag me out of there. I did get two more pairs though. I ended up with 3 pairs of sneakers as well. One was strictly for school, and the hospital once my residency began in the summer. The other two were for walking around. The dress shoes were the hardest because Gina kept pulling more for me every time I thought we were done. Finally I got 2 pairs of sandals.

This time Cassie's words could be heard for streets ahead as she whips out, "Kylie Jenner wears this brand of shoes, Lin! This is insane!" Although I'm not familiar with the brand name, as I pull out the pair of shoes from the packaging, I know Cassie must be right. The shoes are incredible. They are dainty slippers heels with blood red glittering straps that will likely wrap over my feet, ankles and calves in a twirl judging from the design. I don't wait for Cassie to spur me into opening the third and smallest box. I'm deeply intrigued as to what this last box could contain. A bag?

I looked around the store which was filled with so many shoes leaving behind that man… The sales attendants all stood in formation as they greeted the boss respectfully… They also bow respectfully to me but I simply gave a curt nod before turning my attention to the cute pink sneakers I just found.. I walked towards the shelf without a second thought and picked up the sneakers but froze when I saw the price tag on it… What the hell? Are they trying to sell the statue of Liberty? An ordinary pair of sneakers cost $3000 bucks for real! I gently kept it back on the shelf and turned away.

I don't want to keep reminding myself of the past. — Sara, don't worry. I'll drive you and then we'll spend Christmas Eve together. Didn't we agree on that? — Johnny he asked, handing me the paper bag. —And we're staying here, okay?— I asked opening it and seeing that it was a pair of Louboutin shoes . Very beautiful. — If you don't feel safe wearing the shoes, you can wear the sneakers. It'll be just as perfect.— Miriam came into the room carrying another box and inside was a beautiful pair of white sneakers all embroidered in pearls. I sighed with love for that perfection.

The dress that made her look like sin itself. "Shoes," he said. "I'm doing shoes." She pulled out sandals....strappy gold heels that would look devastating with the cream dress. Flat sandals for the beach. A pair of designer sneakers that cost more than most people's weekly salary. The black heels that matched the Milan dress.

I didn't know why that hurt because with the tone she used, it sounded as if that meant something more but I just had to compose myself. " He must like you," I muttered to myself. " He does," she immediately replied, leaving no crumbs. " OMG." Someone suddenly yelled. We turned to see a man who was about in his fifties, dressed professionally. " Is that the new Christian Dior sneakers?" He asked and I nodded in response. " Wow, these sneakers cost over twelve thousand dollars." I opened my eyes wide agape. These sneakers were part of the things Marco got me. I never saw their price tag so I didn't know.

Alec instructed. Shola tried on pointed stilettos, red, black, nude, and gold. She picked a pair of strappy silver sandals that made her feel like a goddess. Alec added thigh-high suede boots in camel brown and jet black. He insisted she get a few pairs of luxury sneakers too…white Chanel trainers, pink Dior sneakers, and black Balenciaga slip-ons. She giggled as she tried on a pair of silver platform heels, wobbling slightly before Alec caught her in his arms.

George chucked it at his employer’s head, but AJ managed to catch it. It was a size 11.5, which was large but not extreme considering the average US woman wore a 8.5 or a 9. He examined the beautiful shoe a little bit closer. It was a Christian Louboutin Suellena Laser-Cut Peep-Toe Red Sole Pump in Silver, which he recognized as being a top seller from his own store. His date certainly had good taste. It actually was a rather large shoe, but he hadn’t been paying attention to the size of her feet last night. He had been too caught up by her smile. “You didn’t happen to see a note, have you?”