I have been searching high and low for an good pair of boots for Liv the past few weeks, and finally I found a reasonable, cute pair yesterday that I just knew that she would love. Of course, I was right, she could not get them on fast enough, they fit like and glove, and she LOVED them! She actually loves them so much that yesterday and today both, she has refused to even take them off for her nap. A three year old napping in her boots is one of the cutest things that I have seen.
When I was younger one of my favorite past times was going shoe shopping with my Mom and Granny. On any given Saturday afternoon it was not unusual for the three of us to end up in the shoe section at Value City. We took Value City shopping very seriously, (for those of you who don't know, Value City was like TJ Maxx is now). On one occasion we went in the store to shop and it was "spitting" snow outside, and when we finished, there was about 4 inches of snow on the ground...those were fun times! I would try on every pair of high heels I could reach. Those were good times that the three of us will remember for a lifetime.
I am addicted to shoes. I tend to argue that a good pair of shoes can totally make or break an outfit. I'm not some high end fashion guru, but shoes is like the period at the end of a sentence. The last line of a good book. The punch line of a joke. Without them, the story would not be complete, and your feet might get cold! I took the opportunity today to check my closet (which is a mess), and look at the many pairs of shoes I have, old and new, and take inventory.
I still have the first pair of high top Nike basketball shoes that I wore my freshman year in high school. They are white with the classic red swoosh down the side. They signified the first varsity ball game that I started in. I remember it well. It was a home game, we were playing Charlestown. They had a girl on their team who was a senior who eventually went on to play in the WNBA. I scored three points. Not much, but for my first game as a freshman playing against such a good team, I was proud! They were great shoes.
The next pair I noticed was wool clogs that I just had to have about 10 years ago. They were expensive shoes, so expensive that my mom told me that she would buy one shoe, but I had to buy the other with my own money. I wore them for years until they literally had a hole in the wool. Once again, they were great shoes.
Another pair of shoes that I came across were a pair of pointed toe black stilettos. My "dressy" shoes. The go to pair that every woman has. I actually bought these shoes to wear to my papaw's funeral. It was sweltering that day late in August. I wanted to look my best because he only deserved the best.
I wore that same pair of shoes to my first Kentucky Derby. We went in style, we had box seats. I spent so much money on my hat, that I had to wear a dress and pair of shoes that I already had. We had a great time, Big Brown won, I puked in a popcorn container, and I will Never. Drink. A mint julep. Ever. Ever. Again.
I have not one, but three pair of knee boots. I know, a little excessive, but I LOVE them. When I was about 20 months preggo with Liv, or at least it felt like 20 months, my husband made a bet with me one night that I could not get into my high heel knee boots that he LOVES as well. I was out of breath, but after about 10 minutes of stretching and pulling, I got those babies zipped, and well, he lost the bet is all I have to say! I had Liv that same week.
Running shoes, work shoes, flip flops, and flats. Some are new, others are worn. Our shoes say something about the person that wears them. The right pair of shoes can make you feel just ordinary or make you feel extraordinary. From the gym, to work, to a hot date, they take every step we make. It may be time for me to clean out my closet, to let go of some of those shoes that I have held onto for so long. The memories though, they will stay with me forever.
What do your shoes say about you?
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