today i caught a mr. cool-coat eyeing my kicks.
sorry, eyeing isn't strong enough.
he was coveting, lusting, yearning after my fancy feet covers.
yes, that sounds more apropos.
presenting the envy of everyone on campus:
my seven dollar nikes.
and they're ready to dance.
**and don't worry mami, i lysoled the crap out of them
and let them air out for a few days before wearing them.