JUMP
My favorite tennis shoes with heels! Game on, Let’s Jump in!
Taking a leap of faith, you need good shoes.
I’ve had all kinds of shoes. From dance, tap, volleyball, basketball, track, penny loafers, to platforms. Mostly, I love high heels. Reminds me of the days when balance wasn’t an issue.
With high heels on, you feel as if you are ready to jump into something grand! Being up from the floor on a two, three, or even a four-inch heel, well, you are already in flight! The jump is on!
I remember jumping too soon. I kick myself for those times I jumped too late. This time, I am dusting off my high heels, because I am ready. I am aiming, and I am jumping every day with a whistle in my step!
Dress up or not. But dress up when you get the urge to jump in high heels. My heels are laced. The plan is set. We are launching into our big unveil to bring the world in!
My Twin brother, Chris, and I jumped into this magical place in 2003. We fell in love with our new history the minute we opened the Grand Opera House doors.
We saw it with lightning succession. He jumped up and over the endless storage dump of forgotten stoves, refrigerators, and yesterday’s junk. Sat on the baby grand piano and played from his heart. I landed, out of balance, and lay on my back, staring at the Monkey Faces and Lion Heads etched in frescos high above me, thinking, “if I only had one year…”
For 23 years, Chris, Adam, and I have jumped into your National Historic Theater with reckless abandon, taken it one day at a time, and have never given up.
Will you JUMP in with us! We are dressed, laced up, and ready for the next!
All Aboard to Staples, Minnesota, to a place where dreams really do come true!
A high-heeled shoe in blue…I’m in heaven!