Having a Thrilla in Manila

Not sure if you readers have gotten this yet, but I can be quite persistent, so after this rejection, we went to the casino that was a couple floors down, I found a guy (yes a guy, my feet are pretty big and this is Asia) and asked him to trade shoes.  He wasn't too keen at first, but then my friend helped me explain the situation and he reluctantly agreed.  Of course he had his friend take 20 pictures of us before and after the swap...maybe he blogged about it too.  Third time lucky, I got into the club.  The guy from the Black Eyed Peas who is from Manila was there DJing, but I didn't realize it was him and just thought the DJ was jocking his style.  I was having a wonderful time, getting my swerve on, when the owner of the shoes came into the club (he had to borrow his friends shoes to get in), I guess he didn't want to stay up until 6am waiting outside a club, go figure, so I gave him his shoes back and danced barefoot the rest of the night.  Success!!!  (Well, that is about as successful as my nights get, so don't try to take it from me).

Also, here is a picture of the actual shoes that I made, I think they look pretty great!