Les Ouefs Brouilles

Feet are Killing Me

It's no secret that I love to indulge in Christian Louboutin shoes and for a long time I probably would've given my left arm in order to get one. It never got that extreme and I made enough to buy the right amount to keep me grounded.

However, I have two dogs. My first, Titan, was a breeze to train and he was easy to maintain. Maximus, on the other hand, is a handful. He isn't the brightest crayon in the box and he doesn't know what full is.

So, if you guys see where I am going with this, my dog Maximus uses my shoes as chewtoys.

 First pair:

 Nothing wrong with this shoe.

 Then you see this one.

 Chewed all the way down to the bone.

 Then skinned alive.

Second pair:

 Nothing wrong.

 You don't see anything really wrong with this shoe either until you see the heel.

Not as bad as the first pair but these are made with pink satin so I don't know how this can be fixed.

Many thoughts ran through my head:

• What do you think getting expensive shoes?
• What did you think having a dog that is teething?
• This wouldn't have had happened if I weren't so lazy and so trustworthy and left my shoes out.
• This wouldn't be such a big problem if you had bought cheaper shoes!

I learned my lesson but now am so traumatized that many pairs of shoes are locked away, unworn under my bed.

I've also read a Vogue from a while back that a shoe repair shop in New York specializes in Louboutins but I can imagine that it will cost about the same as the shoe!

Mr. Christian Louboutin, if you can hear me, please be kind and send me replacement pairs please!

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