Briar Rose 7457
Proud of my Princesses
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in hindsight mine wasn't all that devastating, but I was so embarassed at the time. 
I was in college, I think, or maybe a bit older than that. my boyfriend and I planned an afternoon at the Guggenheim Museum. neither of us knew as much about art as we pretended to know.
the museum itself is a work of art, architecture by
Frank Lloyd Wright. it's worth the trip just to walk through the building, even without the paintings. you walk down a continuous ramp through several floors of exhibits.
well, it was winter, and I was wearing talll black boots with 2-inch chunky heels.
so ther we were, trying to act sophisticated and knowledgable about art, and...the heel of my boot snapped clean off!
so I limped out of that museum.
thank goodness for the shoe department at Gimbel's!

I was in college, I think, or maybe a bit older than that. my boyfriend and I planned an afternoon at the Guggenheim Museum. neither of us knew as much about art as we pretended to know.
the museum itself is a work of art, architecture by
Frank Lloyd Wright. it's worth the trip just to walk through the building, even without the paintings. you walk down a continuous ramp through several floors of exhibits.
well, it was winter, and I was wearing talll black boots with 2-inch chunky heels.
so ther we were, trying to act sophisticated and knowledgable about art, and...the heel of my boot snapped clean off!

so I limped out of that museum.
thank goodness for the shoe department at Gimbel's!