Tonight, I line-danced in another man’s shoes.
No, that isn’t a contrived metaphor, but a literal description of how I spent my night. They wouldn’t have let me in wearing my flippy-floppies.
Tonight, I line-danced in another man’s shoes.
No, that isn’t a contrived metaphor, but a literal description of how I spent my night. They wouldn’t have let me in wearing my flippy-floppies.