While waiting for my hairdresser last week (just a haircut, and she was running behind), I reached blindly into the magazine rack for diversion. Allure was the magazine I grabbed,
geared to the professional, modern woman
with (apparently)a high interest in style. Flipping through its glossy pages, this page with its photo caught my attention.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5M_S9np8PMgLgUAiGg3Ia8qPvJ8gkGerKvGGM-r21XPsHu76ahymZH3iqkveh9OCIg4chZ7xuiCT0E76fCUdPhnrqyH6RnTYtt_kcCYlTxP_cfGDBG9wajMPhX3kkM3-WaZOKuHexxqU/s400/Shoe+Signals+mine.jpg)
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifL4AxrjOKWAO7yTwZLZpJo93Bdc4YbH9hkyd3fLk17o7EBX2nOceV5TMjm2TGKvoxCvmTkB1mPykQflXa2y7kpfSMjfD-tFPsuIZ4najaA9xDfQyfPshKqOcvvDZzlkKLtXFI8Q05mPY/s320/shoe+signals+(3).jpg)
I couldn't help asking myself the question: What kind of first impression do I make? I'm quite sure I know.
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