There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home…

If my name was Dorothy, I would simply click my ruby slippers and say the magic words three times. But since I’m no Dorothy and there’s no Wicked Witch of the West (after 23 hours awake there might be some resemblance between us). And my Steve Madden 6 inch glitter heels are taking me nowhere but the floor, I’m facing a 20 hour trip (1 six hour stop in London Heathrow). My version of Toto, the beautiful Rana, will be waiting on the other side (she hates flying coach). And almost a day later, with raccoon eyes and some Scarecrow hair, I will be finally home.

(those are actually my legs and my shoes)

Shoes, Steve Madden (original color champagne).
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One response to “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home…

  1. isabelaag

    welcome home

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