Man Down.

Gina Marie got a booboo.

I stepped in a pot hole yesterday and sprained the holy hell out of my poor little foot. I don't know if I'm more bummed about the pain or the fact that I can't wear any of my babies; my little peep toes, my sexy ankle boots, my slinky sling backs, and my beautiful boot collection. They will sit in the closet, neglected and alone until my foot no longer looks like a potato. A sad time in the fatty's closet.

 So, for now, I am limited to a few less than glamorous looks.