New Shoes

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Originally Posted by Gemini Cricket

(This isn't snarky. I'm curious.) But what makes people buy lots and lots of shoes? To stay hip? For me it's about it lasting a long, long time. Not style. Who I am is my fashion. Shoes don't necessarily make me. ie. My New "Manolo" Balance running shoes.

And here I am to answer, like, over a YEAR later. Honestly, the reason I avoid this Thread is that everytime I want to post a purchase, I end up not posting and buying more shoes instead!! The madness NEEDS to stop!!

Now here's the answer you've been long searching for:

"I don't know".

It's a vice, I suppose, like any other. Filling that hole with everything but actual, proper treatment, maybe?

However, in my case, shoes are like little works of art to me. Honestly (and I'm ashamed to admit this) I buy embarrassing amounts of shoes and wear less then a quarter of them because A.) they are little works of art I simply cannot pass up and B.) my life does not match the excitement of my shoes. I mean, c'mon. I'm not going to lie. I wake up at an unholy hour to go to work and I put in sick amounts of overtime on my own time. Then, I lather, rinse and repeat. I need a life that dictates daily stilletto wearing!

And yes, I've mentioned before I have a Manolo weakness. One of my pairs is like a sculpture to me. I'm nervous even wearing them! And when I have? I need to slide off them off of my feet (because they are the most painful shoes EVER)! Manolo Blahnik must hate women's feet & this is his clever revenge. I once wore a pair of Jimmy Choo's to DISNEYLAND. What lame ass does that? This one. I had to ditch them in favor of Minnie Mouse flip-flops from WOD that I wore for the rest of the evening and in no way matched what I was wearing. I didn't care. Jimmy Choo's aren't hot if they're full of your own blood.

Which brings me to today. I'm not THAT girl anymore. I now choose comfort over style. I struggle in heels these days, mainly because I now am cursed with the plastic-mold injected Barbie feet that CP posted (that totally cracked me up!) I mean, I'm wearing gold ballet flats today and they are killing me. And they are flats!!

However, some things never change. I couldn't resist my newest purchase, however! Platform, spike-heeled Mary Jane's with a dominatrix twist! Sexy? Maybe, to me, but totally impractical. In fact, I bet I die (God forbid) in those suckers because if I'm not careful, my clumsiness will claim me in those babies. Boy, as long as they hang my stillettoed feet out of the casket. I need those suckers to be seen. My boyfriend saw them and was in favor of me wearing them only, in um, the boudoir. Why? The shoes have 5 inch spike heels. At nearly 5"7, they put me at 6 feet. I'll be taller then he is! He would never, ever dictate to me. In fact, he's told me to wear 'em out. But I wouldn't do that to him. I know he doesn't like them.

I still have a bad habit, I admit it. Which is why I won't even share what I have purchased this month alone. It's my shoecaine.