Cardi: Forever 21
Shoes: Guess via Buffalo Exchange
I finally wore this skirt. I love the print, it’s a very cameo-demask mix. And, I’m glad it didn’t rip. If you can notice in any of the photos above, I have BIG scraps and bruises on my legs. If you don’t follow me on twitter, or even if you do, I’d like to explain my clumsiness.
I was running out to my car to get some peonies my mom picked for me, when I literally fell down the stairs. What actually happened during those five seconds of craziness are probably the funniest thing that’s happened to me in a long time, not to mention the most embarrassing.
Basically, the outside stairs at my work are cement, with metal runners on each step (to STOP you from slipping and falling). There are about eight steps from the back door to the parking lot, and I had made it down one step when I missed the next, somersaulted through the air (my skirt was flying up around my head during all this), banged my arms on a step and then scraped my left leg on the way down. I came to land gracefully on my butt, with my skirt floating back down around my knees. At some point, my shoes had flown off. I sat for a minute, on the black pavement, not believing what had just happened. Then grabbed my shoes when I realized a male coworker had been pulling into the lot as I flipped my way down the stairs.
Embarrassed he had seen my duckie print undies, I flew barefoot into the building and ran into Sonia’s office. Sonia immediately took over, running to get the first aid kit, my supervisor and some wet paper towels so I could attempt to keep the blood off my skirt.
After a few “I can’t believe you did that” and “are you ok?” questions, Sonia took me to the clinic down the street to get checked out and so they could dress my wounds.
After about two hours, I was back at work, less bloody and very embarrassed. The thing that hurt the most from all of this? My pride.
I took some photos of my arms, because you can’t really see them in these photos, the back of my left arm was turning blue about three hours after I smacked it, and has been pretty sore since. My right forearm is also slightly swollen and blue. But the worst part is the HUGE scrap on my left ankle.
It was suggested that I fell because of my shoes, and I want to set the record straight that it WAS NOT my shoes. It was because I am clumsy and missed a step. My shoes had nothing to do with it. I love heels and will continue to wear them. I’ll just pay more attention to where I’m walking from now on.