Never one to own more than 4 or 5 pair of shoes at a time, I think I am reconsidering myself a shoe person…but not in the Imelda Marcos, or Lady Gaga way.
I recently purchased new hiking boots. I had repaired my old ones into oblivion. It was time to say goodbye to the old, and then hello to the new. I feel inches taller, pounds stronger, and more sure-footed. Had I realized how bad my old ones were, I would have done this a year ago.
One of the many fun classroom assignments from writing group a year or so past, was when Deb sent around photos of people’s feet. There were photos with Birkenstock-clad feet, ballerina slippers, 4-inch-heeled Jimmy Choo’s, and Chuck Taylor All Stars. We were to study the feet, shoes and all, and give life to our characters based on our perceptions. I was handed the All Stars (Converse sneakers), and gave life to a Tomboy riding a bus around town.
I began that day to appreciate The Shoe. Footwear says a lot, quickly, about a person in a way that no other single item can do. Shoes can convey wealth, or lack there of, they can suggest recent activity, attitude, certain health conditions about the wearer, and even possibly nationality or heritage (I’m sure the Dutch still wear wooden shoes).
I used to think I had to interview people to find out where they had been, what their income is, and how they are feeling. All I really had to do was take a look down at their feet.
What do your shoes say about you?