

💋 Finally Did It. The Red Heels and Honey... It Was EVERYTHING.
Slipped into my new red high heels like Cinderella but with way more attitude.
Walked around my apartment like it was the Victoria’s Secret runway. Kitchen? Runway. Bathroom? Also runway.
Took the shots myself. Just me, my camera, and a Bluetooth button I nearly lost down the couch.
Felt hot. Like, "step on me" energy hot.
Homa (my cat) judged me the entire time. He doesn’t get it. He wears fur.
Confidence level: 100/10. These heels don’t just click — they SLAY.
Red is no longer a color. It's a warning:Â "I'm coming and I look GOOD."