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- May 5, 2009 by jess
- 148 Pairs of Shoes on the Wall, 148 Pairs of SHUUUS...
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Oh shoes, how I love thee. Let me count the 148 ways (yes, 148 pairs. I just counted. DON’T HATE! It’s a sickness. You wouldn’t hate someone plagued with kleptotism, would you?).
One day I may come to the same realization that Carrie Bradshaw (Sex in the City) did and calculate I have ‘invested’ enough money into my shoes to finance a small 1-bedroom apartment in the Upper Eastside.
The scary thing is, I wouldn’t even consider myself a shoe girl. I am a confirmed bag lady...purses, that is.
Anyway, what my shoes say about me...
My shoes make me happy! Forget Prozac, all I have to do is stand in my closet and swirl around looking at all the pretty colors and heels and fabrics and bows. I place tall, skinny stilettos upon my feet and prance around the house dancing.
There’s a row of the serious, sensible work pumps (ha! sensible as 3-inch heels can be). The cuts are conservative, the leathers are fine, and the fabric shoes match various skirts and pants in the same room. In these shoes I feel confident. Tall. I feel like I could eat my business associates for lunch.
Another section contains the brilliant colors of PLAY shoes. Lots of heels...some skinny, some wedge, lots of straps, lots of hardware and bows and useless fun stuff. Some of these shoes match clothes. Most of them say ‘Look at meeee!’. What that says ABOUT me, I really don’t want to know.
Then there is the athletic section. My prized Nike+ running shoes, going-to-Pilates shoes, Kentucky mountain running shoes, pretty on-the-plane and wearing gym shoes shoes, black gym shoes for the velvet lounge outfit shoes. These shoes say that I may not be the most coordinated person in the world, but I’m going to match as I slide down the mountain in a thundering snowball.
Oh, let’s not forget the boots! Kick-a$$ tie-up granny boots and my sleek, black walking-the-city boots. There also are Ugg type boots (because I’d never spend that kind of money on such ugly shoes) for FL skirt-wearing Winters. My boots make me feel chic, and actually are my only comfortable foot enclosures.
Ah, I love my shoes. And how my shoes make me feel.
Really, I could go on. But I’m probably making people slightly ill.
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jess
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I almost choked on my fruity pebbles when I read how many shoes you had. I...speechless.
Also, id love free cofee but I don't know what DSW is. Only DSW i know is deep south wrestlin and im almost sure it doesnt exist anymore. so help me out?
Now on to your answer. I honestly planned to jokingly mock you as I was reading that but I cant. I cant bring myself to make fun of something that makes someone so happy. Im just glad yo have something that makes you feel that way. Also, you know, the black boots. those are always nice.
You got off lucky this time jess...this time.
Haha, I do this while I clean. Makes everything better.
How long, may I ask, has it taken you to acquire such a large collection?