Lapho indlu yakhiwe, futhi Paddock ebiyelwe off, ungaqala izinyoni lokuqala ngokushesha obzhivut endaweni entsha. Ngo inkukhu eyakhiwe kahle lezinkukhu izinyoni kuyoba ifudumele ngisho ebusika. My old shoe collection had some gorgeous colors and strappy embellishments, and I still have quite a few pairs waiting in my closet for the right outfit, or at least for this polar vortex to lose its grip. When Chris and I went on our first trip together to Las Vegas, I packed about five pairs, imagining endless sequins and feathers (apparently, in my head, Vegas meant dressing like a showgirl.) How many of those pairs did I end up wearing? Zero. Instead, my Target sandals beat the concrete strip that week, and I remember feeling so thankful I had them. Countless girls struggled around us in platform shoes, crippled by peep-toe torture. I sincerely wanted to offer them a bench and some band-aids, knowing that my early twenties self would have struggled alongside them.