Thank you
Perez Hilton, for bringing this product to our attention! The concept behind
Rollasole is nothing short of genius. I cannot even begin to tell you how many nights I’ve hit the town donning a pair of killer stilettos, killer being the operative word. My feet abhor anything remotely fashionable and typically begin their protest early in the evening. This leads to one of two scenarios. (1) I whine and complain so much that I drag my friends home early or (2) I go barefoot. I didn’t want to be a drag, so I usually took the barefoot route. However, I eventually got tired of picking up god knows what diseases from going barefoot in cities across America, so I began to be proactive. I started carrying a larger purse than I’d like just so I could tuck a pair of flats inside for later. Well, if only we had Rollasole here in the US…my nights of carrying a big ass purse that invariably gets in the way of my sweet dance moves would be no more!
When my
dogs begin to bark, it would be beyond amazing to be able to hit up a vending machine in my local club to score a pair of flats. There are some nights I’ve been in so much pain, I’d have easily handed over a Benjamin just to get some relief. So just think of the ladies who’d happily hand over $10USD to slip into a pair of cute, comfortable shoes and continue to dance the night away. Bravo, Rollasole! Much like Glen CoCo, you go!
*~*Anastasia X*~*
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