Shoe Whore Confessions: Part 1

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“Sometimes life’s destiny does not include being swept off your feet and sometimes it’s about just standing there in the light of your completeness wearing fabulous shoes.” – Felicia Coley

Whomever Felicia Coley is, she rocks. Perfect quote to find online during this time in my journey. And what woman does not love shoes?

I have been a shoe lusterer-after, shoe lover, shoe whore my whole adult life. I remember my mom’s huge walk-in closet with all her shoe boxes neatly lined up three stacked high and a mile long on the top shelves. She had shoes for every occasion, every outfit, every color made, and every style. Her shoes and handbags were her accessories that made her outfits.

Hmm… no wonder I acquired this addiction!

My shoe boxes line the top shelves of my closet, three high, in honor my mom’s shoe love…and mine. I remember seeing my mom’s foot in a high heel or in an open-toe shoe with beautifully polished toes, and even being young was able to process the sexiness of a woman’s foot in a great shoe.

While I would love to live life every day in a four-inch stiletto like Victoria Beckham, I actually spend most of my time wearing combat boots.

How in the heck do women wear heels daily and actually walk places, run errands or work all day in them?

I can barely sustain the pain of putting on shoes at home, walking to and from the car and into a restaurant and back home without my feet being dust!

Does a woman adjust to the pain of wearing high heels if they wear them more often?

I may not always wear a heel, but even my $2.99 Old Navy flip flops made shoe history in 2008. I was on Facebook at the time and posted a picture of me on a huge fireboat (Marine One – one of the most fabulous moments of my life!) on the Hudson River overlooking NYC in the rain wearing a heavy wool coat and my flip flops.

A friend posted a comment that said, “You cannot take the California out of the girl!” It was then I realized that my flip flops (shoes) were a part of me. Even with my shoe addiction, I also love being barefoot or in flip flops much of the year.

Those cheap ass plastic things were a fashion and personality statement. I remember thinking I loved how my shoes without me even trying became a statement as to who I am.

Note: I remember asking permission from my husband at the time if I could buy a pair of Manolos or Christian Louboutins while I was in NYC that time. He was supportive and said to buy whatever pair I liked.

Even with my massive addiction to shoes, I could not get myself to walk into the store and do it. I did not get my Sex in the City shoe moment that trip. I wonder how many times I would have worn them if they were sitting in my closet today.

Some of that reluctance, is that I get a high when I find a shoe sale. A shoe sale = heaven!

I just realized I have not been shoe shopping in the longest time. Hmm, a trip to DSW may have just been added to my to-do list for today.Unknown7

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