Today’s S-word is something near and dear to my heart – or maybe I should say, feet. I love shoes.
I have had a love affair with footwear ever since my teenage years as a lifeguard in bare feet on a waterfront beach. My feet were chronically wet and wrinkly as I fantasized about a life wearing pretty shoes.
Unfortunately, Mother Nature’s joke was to give me large, wide, flat paws – not exactly the type of delicate lady-like feet that could easily wear the kick-ass shoes my heart desired. It didn’t stop me, but I’ve lived most of my life with painful feet – a big chunk of it self-inflicted by my shoes of choice.
There was a time during my career when I had a closet full of shoes, but now that I’m retired, it seems my life revolves around running shoes, my hiking boots and the Birkenstocks I wear everyday around the house. It’s all so very unsatisfying.
The huge calendar I keep taped on my refridgerator is a tribute to shoe fashion and I live vicariously through my monthly calendar.
I think this might be the summer I break out the sassy heeled sandals again and ‘trip the light fantastic’. Who knows? – it might be the beginning of something beautiful!