I think what I miss the most about being beautiful (and
having princess feet) is wearing my favorite green Crocs by You high-heels. I used to twirl around in these while confined to the castle singing my favorite Snow White tune, "Someday My Prince Will Come. "
Back then I could manage a three inch heel--no kids to chase, dainty feet and well, what prince doesn't like a red-head in green heels? And the best thing? No one knew that they were really Crocs, just like they didn't know I was really an ogre.
Since marrying Shrek, and consequently sacrificing my figure, fair skin and narrow feet with high arches, I've been wearing (against all fashion sense) a pair of Crocs Caymans. I have the hardest time finding anything to fit my wide, oversized ogre feet. Everything about me has turned ugly right down to my shoes.
