The definition of cankle: "when a person's calves run right into their ankles."
Yes, i have them. They are at the top of my list of insecurities.
At this point, you may be thinking "awe, it cant be THAT bad."
Oh my friend but it is.
I was "blessed" with my father's enormous calves and his lack of ankles.
Therefore capri pants are out of the question...and heels help to add a little definition.
At least I'd like to think so.
However, I am not a "high heel" kind of a girl...at least not on a regular basis. So I end up wearing flip flops and paint my toenails regularly since I have convinced myself that perhaps the color of my toenails will distract one's eye from my cankles.
I dont think it works.
A few weeks ago I was at the beach with my best friend amanda. We wandered into one of those novelty beach stores filled with random junk like rebel flag beach towels, corona bikinis and keychains with your initials on them. I found myself looking at the cheap hemp jewelry.
Without even thinking, I picked up an anklet I liked. Amanda saw me and whispered jokingly, "Jules, I dont think they sell CANKLETS here!"
We both laughed and I bought it anyway. Sure enough...the damn thing wouldnt fit.
It is now around my wrist reminding me that my days of wearing an anklet are over.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
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