The Return of the Shoe

I came home this afternoon (empty-handed, save for a bottle of Anbesol to numb my poor gum where an abscess has developed around my very slowly emerging wisdom tooth - ouch) to find the Topshop package containing the shoes waiting for me in my porch.

As expected, they were indeed too big; oh, the heartbreak! It also has to be said, they were bloody uncomfortable. So, they've been packed back up, ready to be returned...

Looking pretty in their box as I sadly prepare them for return...

The dustbag is placed on top of them. Bye bye, shoes...

Finally, the lid goes back on the box...

I'm aleady planning what to spend the money I've just 'made' on. A supply of American Apparel basics, I'm thinking. See, very sensible.