Have mercy on your feet!

Okay, we don’t all like to talk about feet unless it’s about shoes.

Have you ever shopped for an expensive pair of designer shoes, you try them on and they fit great. You buy them, and then go home to change into them. You leave the house and after about an hour of wearing them, you feel it.

It’s the one spot where it’s rubbing your foot raw. You didn’t bring an extra pair of shoes. Uh oh. I’ve had this happen plenty of times. Whether it’s a blister on your bunion or a mark on your heel, it ruins the joyous new-shoes state you’re supposed to be relishing in.

Dr. Scholl’s For Her Rub Relief Strips are amazing. I was skeptical that they would work at first. After wearing a new pair of Coach leather flats that made my feet blister so badly they bled (gross, but true!), it made them feel so much better. After I healed, of course. The best thing about the strips is that you can size them up however you want. It comes out of the dispenser, you press a button and it cuts the piece to your fit. You can put it anywhere you are feeling extra pressure in your shoe.  So don’t give up hope on those problem shoes just yet. If there have been some gorgeous shoes sitting in your closet because they don’t fit right, give these a whirl.

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 5 ft dispenser for $9.99 at Walgreens.

Check out all of the Dr. Scholl’s For Her feet-saving products here.

Best,

Phoebe xo

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Baby at the Barn

With the weather getting a little cooler here in Florida, my mother has been begging me and the rest of the family to come out to the barn and see her horse. She has a beautiful, tall, American Saddlebred named Starbucks. My nephew, Viktor, just turned two and we thought it would be a great experience for him to come out to the barn and see all kinds of critters. He got to see the “horsies” and the “moo-moos” just as planned.

The thing that I find fascinating is that Viktor is becoming a bilingual baby. His mother, my step-sister-in-law, (that’s a mouthful!) Stefanie is from Hanover, Germany. She speaks to him in German and my stepbrother speaks to him in English. I am envious at this fact as I have always wanted to learn another language, and for him to grow up knowing two already is a gift!

He has entered his terrible-twos and when he gets excited he has a tendency to start biting. Stefanie had to start yelling “Nicht beissen, Viktor!” to him repeatedly, (no biting) and now he tells my stepfather “Nicht beissen, GraGra” (his version of Grandpa) when he is trying to behave himself in order to receive what he wants.

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