It’s no secret that I take pride in my feet. My toes specifically. I like open toed shoes, being barefoot and in general exposing the darn things so I’m going to make sure they don’t resemble a Ballerina dancer’s bruised mess if I can help it. This habit / preference also means I tend to notice other people’s feet.
(Why yes I am weird and no I don’t have a strange fetish.)
I notice if y’all have your nails done, if your feet looked banged up, if your heels more resemble a cat scratch pad verses human skin, and most especially if they are knobby or slim, rounded or skeletal. I just notice feet. I’m also a snob about feet. I will {so ashamed} judge you on your feet. No you don’t have painted nails but a lack of sandpaper, cleanly cut nails that DON’T extend past the end of your toes (in all seriousness, how do you wear your shoes like that??), and of course just a general well taken care of look to them than I figure if you take care of those babies you clearly take care of yourself in other ways.
My poor darling hubby lives with a foot snob, which means that sometimes I beg him to go get a pedicure. My manly man of a husband, the guy who works with tools and welds and saws and fork lifts all day long is sometimes yes ushered into a nail salon. Why? Well because he does not understand the purpose of nail clippers when his knife works perfectly well. Which would be great if we were surviving in the woods – clearly he’s the man with the plan! In suburbia though, oh poor sweet darling hubby I need you to embrace technology. Or let me pay someone else to do it for you.
I’m sure many men would snap away his “man” card if they caught him there, but I make sure we only go for him like 2x a year and then its on the absolutely least populated time at the least likely to meet others we know salon to save this vital card for him. I am pretty sure he grumbles the entire time I whine about this, but really I want to make sure I can snuggle up at night (and warm my own feet) without fearing his feet will scratch me or make me cringe.
What is something you do to your S.O. that might take away their “card?”
Twitter: jamie_redeemed
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Oh my gosh! I’m pretty sure we are twins. I am obsessed (but not a fetish) with my feet and keeping them pretty. I haven’t yet forced my husband to have a pedicure (though I would if we had the money) but I am terrified that his gruesome toenails will someday massacre me. In fact, there have been some close calls and small injuries, and he has found himself at the end of my fist or fingernails on occasion in response…a natural response mind you. :-) I like you. I also loved Mama Kat’s writing prompt that was inspired by you, and I chose to write on that. After all, I started a new blog based on the irrevocable decisions I made in my marriage.
http://lovingwhenithurts.blogspot.com/2012/09/irrevocable-decisions.html
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Twitter: Mrsourma
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Glad you have stopped by and so glad that my hubby isn’t the only man with scary feet. I can’t help my preferences but jeez I’m glad I’m not alone.