I love shoes, no secret there. And I know love is a strong word for an inanimate object, I get it. People say they love pizza or donuts and I think we all understand that they really enjoy these foods, however not planning a life long relationship with a jelly donut.
With that said, shoes (at least for me) deserve more space in the love spectrum than a pizza. Why? Because I have several pairs of shoes that have out lasted relationships, sadly some of which I thought were going to be life long friendships. A special pair of shoes can remind you of a wonderful place and time, just like a song. I have several pairs of shoes I procured while staying in Scotland. Every time I wear them I am reminded of fun times and the lovely people I know across the pond.
Some shoes are like an old friend, always there, always ready when you need them. And I still have one very special pair of stylized white cowboy boots. This might be the oldest pair in my collection. I wore them (gasp a few decades ago) to every dance club in Hollywood/Los Angeles. I’m surprised I didn’t wear out the soles! There were my dancing shoes! We shared many many crazy fun times. Just looking at them I hear the Kinks “Coming Dancing… and I am transported back the 321 Club, Coconut Teasers, The Palladium, The Troubadour, Seven Seas, The Roxy, The Viper Room, Dillon’s, Whiskey A Go Go etc.… all fun places I went with these boots.
I can’t part with them, honestly we grew up together. And the good part is these boots don’t judge and will never share any of my foolish (I was young) secrets.
Laura
