The thing is, if someone says anything about it, I'll totally feel fine laughing it off! But if they just look at me and don't say anything, I'm going to blush so hard!

This is what I get for not turning on the lights in the morning when I get ready to leave! I always figure that there's enough light coming through the (closed) blinds to see by, but apparently there isn't!

(Best part of all: one of the shoes is rubber. And the other one is fake patent leather. I am laughing at myself so hard!)