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	<title>Comments on: Fall Fashion: Stuff I Want</title>
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	<description>And I'm getting madder.</description>
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		<title>By: Sonja</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 01:07:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>the red shoes for sure!   Every gal must always have a pair of red shoes in her closet.  They give us instantaneous pluck. And these ones are truly fabulous!  They might even work well with the Yamamoto.  You've got a theme going. I like it!

My first pair of red shoes... I was 6, we ordered them from a catalogue.  I went with my mother to the post office when we got the notice that they had arrived.  I tried them on in the post office.  They were too small, but I knew if I said so they would be sent back and it would be weeks before I had red shoes.  So I curled up my toes, told my mother they fit perfectly, and hobbled out of there feeling absolutely plucky.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>the red shoes for sure!   Every gal must always have a pair of red shoes in her closet.  They give us instantaneous pluck. And these ones are truly fabulous!  They might even work well with the Yamamoto.  You&#8217;ve got a theme going. I like it!</p>
<p>My first pair of red shoes&#8230; I was 6, we ordered them from a catalogue.  I went with my mother to the post office when we got the notice that they had arrived.  I tried them on in the post office.  They were too small, but I knew if I said so they would be sent back and it would be weeks before I had red shoes.  So I curled up my toes, told my mother they fit perfectly, and hobbled out of there feeling absolutely plucky.</p>
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