With apologies to my male readers, this is admittedly a girly subject. Although some men like shoes too.
A few years ago, a disgruntled shoe designer (whose shoes my daughters and I don’t often buy any more, new designers emerge, and fashion moves on), anyway he announced in an interview, in a fit of pique, I assume—that I have 6,000 pairs of his shoes. His comment hit the internet, and I haven’t heard the end of it since. I wish people talked as much about my books, as about the story of those 6,000 pairs of shoes. It continues to surface, and at every dinner party I go to, someone leans over and says in hushed tones “Do you really have 6,000 pairs of shoes?”. No, I don’t, of his shoes, nor any other designer’s. And the originator of that comment wrote me a very nice apology many months later, but the deed was done. So now I will be talked about forever as the woman with 6,000 pairs of shoes. But having said that, yes, I do love shoes!!! (Not 6,000 pairs of them, but a lot).
I find that when I’m glum, or feeling sorry for myself, or in a great mood, or want to spoil myself—-shoes are always the right answer. They’re so fun. I wear mostly flat shoes in the day time, but high heels when I get dressed up. Really high heels. My fashionable daughters insist that I wear high heels and they look great, ‘ll admit. But I can’t run around in them all day long. They wear 6 inch heels to work, and since they work in fashion, they feel it’s a must!!! I try to keep the high heels within reason, but recently wore a pair so high that all I could do was teeter from the car into the house, for a birthday party, and sit down. I sat on the couch all night, unable to move, but the shoes looked great while I sat on the couch!!! Those were a little too extreme!! And I’m afraid of platform shoes, which just look too scary, the big high platforms, I’m sure I would fall flat on my face.
Most men don’t seem to understand our passion, as shoe lovers. I wear mostly black shoes, and men always say when I buy a new pair, “But you already have black shoes!!” Yes, I do. So?? And red shoes are fun sometimes too.
I was cleaning out some closets today, on a gray, chilly Sunday, which is what made me think of shoes. I keep some forever, and they bring back memories when I see them. I have a hard time parting with shoes I love. And others just never work out, and are fashion mistakes right from the beginning. I hang onto them for a while, and then give up. I have favorites, and don’t wear shoes that hurt. But nothing pulls an outfit together like a great pair of shoes, and nothing cheers you up like buying a pair of beautiful shoes. I have more fun buying shoes than any other item of clothing.
So there it is, the confessions of a shoe lover…..not 6,000 pairs of them, but enough to keep me happy. I heard a great comment about the movie “The Wizard of Oz” the other day, “It’s the ultimate chick flick, about two women trying to kill each other over a pair of red shoes”.