As I sat around the camp fire, listening to my guide and the workers talk sports, I was becoming more and more frustrated, as we could not locate this fable Temple of the Rose. Each day a different excuse, as to why he had not been able to find the site. Men and directions…grrr!!!! I was beginning to run out of money and patience and was very worried I would have to return home without finding the temple. I got up and decided to explore around the camp site, because if I had to listen to one more sport’s statistic, one of them was going to die!!! It felt like I had been walking for hours, when I stumbled upon, quite by accident, this old looking ruin.
I walked up some leaf covered broken, but stable looking stone steps. I stepped inside and with excited as well as a little fear, I descended the stairs going down into this dank and dark passage. I had picked up this stick and lit it. Yes, I know, I have matches, as I need to give up smoking! I immediately encountered…snakes!!!! I hate snakes, wish I had a gun!!! Once I got through that hissing situation, I encountered a small body of water that appeared to be filled with circling crocodiles. I looked overhead and saw a zip line of sorts, that did not look at all sturdy, gawd…I wish I hadn’t eaten so much at lunch! I put my fear aside and pushed my bloated self forward and glided across their “snapping” mouths…note to self, remember to send Mother-n-Law flowers.
It seemed that this place was really boobied trapped, one situation, after another. I next found myself, unexpectedly upon a moving cross. I managed to walk this moving wheel without falling into the fiery pit below and becoming barbecue for the natives!
As I cleared that and walked ahead, it felt like I was walking back into time, with all the fantastic carvings and wall paintings and my mind putting ghosts where there were none .
It was almost as if i could see the mummies, moving about to scare me. I reached another body of water, that I have to row myself across. Where are men when you need them! They are sitting around shooting the breeze and I am having to do all the work!
I managed to row myself, amazingly, and not fall into the infested waters, for some creature’s afternoon snack. I found another piece of wood and turned it into a make shift torch. The light revealed that I had walked into the most fantastic room I have ever seen. It was all gold and there…there was the Rose!
Upon a golden stand there was the idol of worship of the Wekillforshoes Tribe. The Rose Shoe fashioned for the likes of the human woman divine, by the talented hands of the shoe God of Glamistry! Beautiful, bodacious, and totally unapologetic for its decadent beauty, the Rose Shoe is most certainly worthy of worship!
This piece of art for your feet, is a peep-toe, molded hidden platform, slingback shoe. The wonderful, open toe, slingback is ornamented with a oversized Rose, that sits proudly to the side of the vamp, over hanging slightly for a flirty, come hithered look. Who knew the ancients were into shoe porn!!!!
I smiled to myself thinking of the lengths a girl would go for a beautiful pair of shoes! I wonder if they would exchange these LUST have shoes for a little thing called Black American Express Card! Don’t leave home without it!
Thank you for reading my story…The Storytelling Stylist
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