Allow me to re-introduce Isabella, an English major with a law m_nor w/a unique cultural background- half Jewish, half Italian - I first met in study hall during our college days. I couldn't help but spot her on campus heel popping in these very same pair of Birkenstocks. Turns out we had a few mutual pals and would end up crossing paths at some house parties yielding a pretty kosher friendship.

Isabella always stood out to me, not just because of her stunning intellect/looks, but because of her ever-frequent signature heel popping in those Birkenstocks. She did it everywhere and every time I saw those sweaty little soles all I could think of was dropping to my knees and leaving her heel, arch, and shoe wrecked in webs of thick globs. Trust me, it took a world of convincing to get her to reveal those soles, especially after braving it all and letting her know just that.

It was a hard pass at first. The boyfriend. Family/religious morals. Not to mention she found the idea of her "soles getting filmed blasted" a bit odd. Regardless, her eventually STILL agreeing to at least just model - bf none-the-wiser - still felt like a major win. Got in touch w/her recently to catch up. She's married now. Works in marketing for some posh online retailer but still recalls our lil foot modeling adventure

As Birkenstocks suadas de Isabella - CHEIO

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