‘From now on, no more fake smiles. I don't need heels, I'm wearing my sneakers again.’ Well Tabitha, I get you. Holy moly, I also don't need heels for a while. That you put on a shoe and it feels like a confetti cannon goes off in your head. That you put on a shoe and it feels like a thousand little figures are high-fiving your sole. In terms of appearance, of course, all just a bit over the top, but hey: you know I'm not averse to color orgasms. Puma’s Cruise Rider, I’m ready to hit the road, girlfriends. Let’s gooooo.