Matching Shoes

Julia insisted all the ladies gets matching shoes for the wedding, after all it was her one and only wedding. While all the dainty ladies popped off their heels, Angie cringed at the thought of those snooty metro’s looking at her humble feet. I should of done that feet manicure what-cha-ma-thingy, she whispered. When Angie's turn came around all the dainty doe-eyed ladies tried to politely ignore her. Angie immediately said sorry as she swung her tennis shoes off. Nonsense said the Metro’s you have perfect dancers feet. Angie beamed with pride and peered over at the ladies with visions of ballerinas in her head. The Metro’s walked her out of the store with 10 bags of shoes. It was apparent that Angie had never seen dancer’s feet.