Bachelorette Parties & Sparkly Heels

I am SO glad I no longer have friends that are in the Bachelorette party stage of their life. Don’t get me wrong, they are MUCH better than baby showers. But well, as stated in previous posts, those late, debacherous, alcohol-fueled nights take me DAYS to recover from and these days, I do not have minutes to use for recovery, let alone days. So, when my Best Friend, Kelly got married a year and a half ago, not only was I ecstatic for her but I was also secretly happy that this would be the last bachelorette party I would have to attend ever! Or for a while at least.

Look, we are upright, and in control, and not at all sloppy or flashing panties!

So imagine my disbelief when, upon waking the next morning I discovered this:

If you look closely, you can still see bits of Kelly’s feather boa stuck to the bottom

It actually is a lot worse than this picture portrays because there is a HUGE chunk, like it was chewed on by a confused squirrel or GOT IT STUCK IN A SEWER GRATE on the way to the sweet, serve yourself wine bar, The Tasting Room. Or maybe not, I’m just sayin’, it very well could have happened that way, buuuut, I do not recall this particular incident. Hell, it could have happened while we were retrieving an inflatable palm tree from AOL headquarters (don’t ask, but I can assure you there was no B&E involved). Regardless, it happened and I was sad it happened because I had bought these shoes just for this occasion, therefore, it was the first time wearing them. And the last time.

So, when I came across the Refinished Sparkly Heels pin (from my sista! Holla Jodes!) I knew I would try it on these shoes. Because what do I have to lose? They look like crap right now, if it doesn’t work, they still look like crap. No loss right?

So I FOLLOWED THE INSTRUCTIONS to a tee, probably painted on 6-7 coats and this is how they turned out:

They look a little too hooker-y to me

I chose gold because they do have this iridescent sheen to them and I thought it would be a nice contrast. Yeah, not so much. I despise them more now than when they had the huge chunk out of them. So I am going to peel that gold hooker glitter off, find some super fine black glitter and start fresh. I think Carlos Santana designed these shoes with black heels for a reason and I will now respect that and simply dress them up with some black glitter to cover the big chunk out of his CHEAP PLASTIC HEELS.  I will certainly post the results when I get around to the re-do. But seeing as how I haven’t had a date night with Matt since August, I do not forsee myself needing these darlings anytime soon.  And THANK GOD FOR THAT!