One for the Tripper

Ouch.

I ran around all damn night Halloween in some crazy ass shoes - but I changed before we headed to the East side for the after hours carrying on.

Five minutes into dancing - in flats - I sprained my ankle. I don't know exactly how I did it. I was dancing - cha cha cha - and put my foot down sideways and snap, crackle pop.

Owwwww.....

As God as my witness, if shoes don't have jacked up soles.....I'm not touching 'em.