It would appear as though I have a sickness.
Maybe not a sickness, per se, but definitely a problem of some kind. I just bought more doll shoes, which I don't really need because:

I have shoes already. A lot of shoes.
But it gets worse:

I have a lot of boots too. I have a lot of brown boots which I do not understand because nothing around here wears brown boots, really.
Even so, these are not the entirety of them. I have another thirty pairs or so of boots and shoes running loose and I have a separate compartmentalized box for maryjanes and Licca boots. And another one for regular Barbie shoes and another for GI Joe/Ken shoes. That's a lot of footwear. I would show the wardrobe case as well but I am still bitter about losing all of my inventory photos in the Crash of '08 and I am loathe to see the work I'll have to redo.
I keep them all in transportable cases because I live in fear of being deposed and having to flee the country and being replaced by that skank Aquino. Yeesh.

I have shoes already. A lot of shoes.
But it gets worse:

I have a lot of boots too. I have a lot of brown boots which I do not understand because nothing around here wears brown boots, really.
Even so, these are not the entirety of them. I have another thirty pairs or so of boots and shoes running loose and I have a separate compartmentalized box for maryjanes and Licca boots. And another one for regular Barbie shoes and another for GI Joe/Ken shoes. That's a lot of footwear. I would show the wardrobe case as well but I am still bitter about losing all of my inventory photos in the Crash of '08 and I am loathe to see the work I'll have to redo.
I keep them all in transportable cases because I live in fear of being deposed and having to flee the country and being replaced by that skank Aquino. Yeesh.
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