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Kuigi eelmine nädal oli selle talve üks külmemaid otsustasime me sõbrannaga ikkagi uisutama minna... õue! Mul polnud tegelikult üldiselt külm, aga mu varbad oli täiesti jääs. Kas asi on vaid minus või on väljas uisutades kaks võimalust: kas sa seod paelad ilusti tugevalt kinni aga risked mõne varba kaotamisega külma tõttu või seod paelad pisut lõdvemalt aga risked jala välja väänamisega. Või on asi lihtsalt sellest on mul on hästi kitsas jalg (samas suurus 40/41) ja peenikese pahkluud? Mul on probleeme hästi istuvate madalate papude leidmisega, tegelikult on paljud kingad mulle pisut laiad. Näiteks proovisin ma eile Mohitos jalga imeilusaid valgeid kingi, aga need olid nii laia liistuga, et ma ei saanud neid osta. Nii kahju, need olid super kenad!
 
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Last week was one of the coldest of this winter yet I and my friend decided to go skating... outside! I wasn't cold in general, but by toes were just freezing despite the super warm socks I was wearing. Is it just me or are there two possible options when skating outside: either you tie the laces on your skates nice and tight but risk loosing some toes because of the cold or not tie them a bit more loosely but risk twisting an ankle. Or is it just because I have really narrow feet (but my shoe size is 40/41) and skinny ankles? :D For instance I have problems finding well-fitting flats because of that, most shoes actually are a bit wide for me. I just tried on a pair of fabulous looking white stilettos at Mohito yesterday and they were just so wide and loose. So sad, I really liked them!
 

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