Betseyville Shoes!

  Look at what me and my mom found while going through the bins in the Columbia River Gorge:

Betseyville mules! They were NEVER WORN. EVER. How cute is that acrylic hello-kitty-esque bow? Adorable! For TWO DOLLARS. My mom already found them a new home and sold them. Why didn't I keep them for myself? Because they were a 7.5 shoe size...I am an 8 usually, and when it comes to heels, even an 8.5. I tried to smush my foot into these, but it was futile. I felt like the evil stepsisters from Cinderella (featured below) when they try to shove their monstrous feet into the glass slipper. How depressing to see these go...