Since the old (and I do mean old) Boulder fossils were nice enough to take me to a well-earned vacation to Maui, I've tried not to be too critical. But the latest carrying on is just too much. Recently, I got tired of waiting for them to jump at my every whim, so I started scooting around on my tummy. Of course, they've gone bonkers again -- about of all things -- crawling.
Personally I find it degrading. Can you imagine my svelte Armani model colleagues crawling down the runway at the Paris fashion shows.....REALLY NOW!!
Truth be told, I'm far more interested in walking (actually strutting might be better). But how can these people expect a 10-month old to be steady on her feet without a nice set of spiked heels? Honestly, it's hard to imagine what (that?) they are thinking.
On the other hand, it is Boulder so I end up barefoot or in sox or maybe some leather moccasins at best. Where are the stylish Fendi pumps for goodness sake? As soon as I get a chance, I'll post some pictures of what I have to put up with and what I'd really like.
