shoes

I now change my shoes at least 3 times a day. 3 different pairs i mean.  one of them looks like paint exploded on my foot (one shoe of one of the  pairs).  On my way back from work this evening (yes, yes, i have a job. working girl. independent, modern woman... HA), sitting on the central line, my shoe got noticed.  i was just sat down holding my bag on my lap, looking at my hands, when i noticed the guy across from me's head turn immediately towards my shoe. He was not subtle about it at all, and gave me the best look, not once, but multiple times during our journey that covered only 4 stops.  the first time he gave me the look, i just shrugged.  The fact that he AGAIN gave me his bewildered, disapproving look made me smile.  The THIRD TIME! I actually laughed, and had to endure his stares the rest of the trip. Which actually wasn't that bad bc they were given in a funny manner, and he was the one drawing attention to himself... and not terrible to look at either.
what a shoe...