CFM Meets DPT

 

A little over 4 years ago I became Dr Laura. No really I did. Apparently the good people at Boston University just hand those degrees out to anyone. I’m kidding of course. It was difficult, hard beyond words. I lost hair, gained weight, got ache, an ulcer and enjoyed a daily full fledge panic attack on top of serious levels of sleep deprivation. Ah the joys of stress. At graduation I had a bit of a dilemma… what shoes to wear with my cap and gown or if you want to get all fancy, regalia.  In my head I pictured black gowns, but no Boston’s colors are red with black. I’m all about trend setting but the purple boots I was gonna rock with the black cap and gown now seemed garish. So I went shopping. I found the perfect CFM shoes to match my prestigious new title of Dr Laura.

I guarantee no one else had these shoes on… ah higher education!

Laura

 

THESE BOOTS WERE MADE FOR WALKIN’

Has a person or life ever let you down?

Of course, it happens to everyone.

And it sucks! It sucks big time!

Especially if it was a loved one who blew it.

That’s the worst!

They say time heals all wounds, but sometimes time is too slow!

In the interim…

A little bit of ego building never hurt.

I think Nancy Sinatra had the right idea!

But on some big girl boots and do some walkin’!

Soon that person, loser boss or evil thing will just be a dot in the distance.

And you will have walked away with your head up, wiser and happier with some kick ass boots to take you there!

And probably a new distraction to occupy your time.

Are you ready boots?

Start walkin’!

Laura

Not your ordinary Black Boots!

Not your ordinary black boots!

My enthusiasm for fabulous shoes sometimes causes me fall in love with a pair that might be- dare I say-  a bit too much.

I know, I know, I can’t believe I said such a thing.

Honestly, I might have 15  pairs of just black boots, but none like this!

Are these stunning?

Are these hooker shoes?

Must I own these?

Yes!  on all accounts!

Dilemma…

Where do you wear thigh high stiletto heeled boots?

The grocery store?

Probably not.

Nor would I recommend your company holiday Christmas party, unless you work for a really groovy hip company. Trust me on this one.

For me there was only one place worthy of such shoes- VEGAS BABY!

I love the manic energy of sin city. You can wear or not wear anything there!

Me? I wore them the Steel Panther Concert- perfect!

Viva Las Vegas! Rock and Roll 4ever!

Laura

Dorothy knows! Red shoes are powerful!

Go ahead; ask Dorothy, she’ll tell you. Red shoes are powerful!

This pair is one of my favorites.

Only fitting, they were a souvenir from my trip to the Big Apple.

Red shoes command attention. This pair walk in with a “F… yeah!” attitude, as you would expect, being from New York.

I was walking down 5th Avenue, spotted them in the window and KNEW that they must be mine.

Embarrassing part is explaining to TSA dude who felt the need to manhandle my belongings why I had 11 pairs of shoes in my carry-on luggage. I don’t check my shoes; too valuable to take a chance.

Plus rumor has it that the Wicked Witch of the West has been circling the skies with those scary flying monkeys.

Laura