Step 4: Walk a Mile (or, a Few Blocks) In My Shoes Two hours after arriving at The Bungalow, some friends texted and wanted to meet up at the Shangri-La, a hotel with a rooftop bar a couple blocks from where we were.
Always one to be spontaneous (that's completely false, I am never spontaneous unless tequila is involved), I let out an emphatic "Hell yeah!" and started walking down the street. At this point, the numbing properties were starting to wear off. My feet hadn't yet begun to hurt, though there was a dull, almost-painful-but-not-quite sensation happening on the balls of my feet.
I feel like I should note that normally, this many hours into wearing these shoes, they'd either be off my feet or I'd be making my boyfriend give me a piggyback ride. So the fact that I was still walking on my own two feet is telling.
Ready to unleash your inner beauty junkie?
Enter your email and check the boxes below to get
free samples, exclusive deals, discounts at Total Beauty Shops,
and expert beauty tips delivered straight to your inbox!