This Valentine’s Day, maybe love means sacrificing your first true love
If you know me, then you know that I love high heels. When I was five years old my Uncle Erik, a photographer, brought my sisters and me a giant bag of out-of-this-world power lady pumps left over from a photo shoot. Since it was the ’80s, they were all jewel tone satin with rhinestone details around the toe or heel – a little girl/drag …