New shoes

I love my new shoes, so red and shiny. So high and noisy. I feel like a whole new person. I feel like a whole new woman. Like a woman from a film, like a woman I've only seen pictures of before. Now, with my shoes I am her. Even if it's only whilst I'm walking. As soon as I sit once more my stomach bulges, my t-shirt sags and I sigh into my too tight jeans.