I originally blogged this
HERE.
I'm currently writing about shoes.
This is funny because I've never been a
Shoe Fetish Girl. I'm not the girl who has a million pairs of shoes and goes shoe shopping when I'm feeling down. My name might be
Rebecca, but I ain't no
Shopaholic!
Shoes have always served a practical function in my life. Most of the time, anyway. I do adore high heels, but I feel like such an idiot purchasing them. I can't bring myself to actually spend that much money on a pair of decorative shoes that I'm only going to wear occasionally. That's why I get my high heels at places like Marshals and Wal*Mart. My Sexy Shoes that I wore for
years, I paid ten bucks for them at Wal*Mart and they held up pretty good. My current high heel loves are a sweet pair of Nine Wests with the pointy toes and they are just magnificent. I got them at Marshals for somewhere around twenty bucks. But I'm going to have them forever. My current lifestyle rarely requires the use of high heels. I've got one wedding coming up and that's probably the only time I'm going to wear those suckers. I'm generally a sneakers and sandals girl, but then again I'm also a jeans and tee shirt girl. Maybe if I didn't live in the woods at least six months out of the year and do recreational activities like hiking mountains, maybe if I were back in school or lived in a city I would have more use for high heels. But as it is, I don't.
Sneakers, hiking shoes, sandals, yes, lots of use for those things. But fancy shoes? So little. Not that I don't adore fancy shoes. I love my high heels. I love wearing
jeans, high heels and pearls. That was one of my favorite fashion statements a few years ago. I still love it, but have so few occassions to actually pull that one out these days.
But, yah, I'm writing about shoes. It's actually a lot of fun! I'm super shocked with myself. It all stemmed from a joke I made to my mom last night about my sandals and my high heels needing to be separated and the Converses just staying out of it, cause they're wicked chill like that. And my dad told me I should write short stories about shoes. All because I asked where I could find an over the door organizer for those suckers that are currently littering my floor.
Let me repeat: I have
never been all that into shoes. My BFF from college, the lovely Courtney Celia however, always notices peoples (guys) shoes. And it always aumused me. But thinking about it more and more, shoes definitely have personality. They make a statement. CC recognizes (judges) people by their shoes. But people own so many different styles of shoes so how can you truly judge what a person is like based on their shoe collection? Although it is an interesting challenge.
What does your shoe collection say about you? Hm?
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Me? Just suffice for my daily use.