Having a blast at a bachelorette party, I gave my Dr. Scholl’s ballet slippers to the Bride-To-Be as her dancing about had started to wear on her feet. But after 3 hours of also being on my feet, I saw in the restroom:
It was taunting me. And I couldn’t well snag the shoes back from the To-Be. I like the media placement as it was EXTREMELY relevant, but it would have been nice if that bar was also a vendor. I’m pretty sure they would make more money on the shoes than they would on a slow night. Extra income.
Lesson learned. I’ll get the feeling in my feet back eventually.
Patti is still learning 
Sincerely appreciate your sacrifice! I’m not sure how you lasted the night in those shoes! Thank you! (And I agree they should absolutely sell these things at the bar – or shoe companies should start making some sexy and comfortable shoes).