Sarah’s penchant for butt-ugly shoes has become a bloggy bone of contention, and I couldn’t help but notice that our dear Sarah has once again appeared in public wearing the latest in WTF. Different venue, same drivelous speechifying, yet another round of shoe-puke. Perhaps Sarah should become the spokeperson for expensive ugly shoes. She is actually an expert in that field. Imagine that.
Given that the Purchasing Department has made sure I have plenty of disgusting Sarah shoes, this post begged to be done. I would have spent a little more time setting up with such accessories as Sarah’s famous jewelry, but I’m getting ready to leave town for a week or so, and I am rather busy.
First we have Conehead Sarah, who looks like she borrowed Piper’s clothes. Sarah’s Red Bull butt is too skinny for borrowing clothes from Bristle or Willow, so she has taken to raiding Piper’s clothes.
Time for some rightwing speechifying. Flag pin. Check. Short short skirt for the guys. Check. Tall, tall heels for the guys. Check. Got that Blackberry back from Piper. Check. Darn! The Belmont Twins don’t fit under this blouse without some deflating. Half mast will have to do.
Forget the 3am phone call. Let’s just imagine that Sarah is speechifying in NY City one night, in this ridiculous getup, when a surprise visitor comes calling. I’d love to see her run in those things she calls shoes.