My love of shoes was one of the reasons I started blogging. A beautiful shoe always appealed to me– the smell of new leather and cardboard from a newly opened box. Studying a shoes lines and angles, the textures and surfaces, the flourishes or simplicities.
Somewhere in the last two years, my relationship with shoes has become complicated.
I feel guilty wanting to buy shoes. It’s ridiculous and, as a result, the only shoes I’ve purchased this year have been black Converse, Toms, and flip flops (for tubing). Part of it is from whipping my debt and credit card use. Part of that debt came from buying shoes– beautiful shoes and beautiful shoes that I never wore. That process has had me on a strict diet of separating needs and wants, and wants from impulse buys and genuine wants. (As much as I want, I can’t just have a closet full of pretty shoes I NEVER wear.)
And yet, despite all of this… when I saw the Warby pump in the Miz Mooz Spring collection, I knew that I had to have them. I loved the vintage styling that has an almost-peppering of 80s (imagine them in hot pink and white!), and the pretty, subtle, wooden heel. I love the hidden height; the shoe looks like it has a modest heels, but boasts a nice hidden platform.
When I wore these with my Trashy Diva Trixie Dress, I felt pretty. I walked with a little extra sashay and swagger, even to the bathroom. Part of that was because I was trying to keep the heels from slipping off (either my heels are narrow, these run wide, or– realistically, I’ve forgotten how to walk in heels). I felt pretty and oh-so put together, AND I was comfortable because they’re so well-padded.
Maybe shoes and I can build up a healthy and new relationship. One where I recognize what I really need and want from them, and where the right ones can find a place in my closet.