Shoe therapy

I was dragged into multiple shoe stores until I consented to   buying 3 pairs of stylish Italian leather shoes. Then was forced to throw out the ones I was wearing. We then spent the next 5 hours wandering the streets until the art gallery opened and I could buy the paintings I wanted. Luckily there were willing hands to tie the shoes. My feet were somewhat broken in by the end of the day, but no blisters.