Give a girl the right shoes, and she can conquer the world.
- Marilyn Monroe
Shoes…I love shoes… I’m not going to blame this on gender…which would be easy to do… But, I’m going to blame this one on genetics. I come from a family of shoe lovers, and for better or for worse I am passing it on to the next generation of shoe lovers…and I don’t think we’re alone.
Now some people will tell you that shoes are a necessity…I’ll tell you that too…but they are more than that. You know how Shakespeare said that eyes are the windows into a person’s soul…well, I kind of feel the same way about shoes…no pun intended. I once fell in love with a guy based upon his shoes. in hindsight maybe it was shoes I fell in love with…either way, they’re both gone now…but here’s my point. Shoes, like many other things, help us express who we are. Say for instance you meet five people for the first time…all males, all wearing jeans…one is wearing running shoes, one leather hiking boots, another cowboy boots, another loafers, and the last a pair of flip flops. Okay, now you are meeting five women for the first time…all wearing jeans…one is wearing running shoes, one is wearing three inch heels, one is wearing five inch heels, one is wearing leather hiking boots with a wedge heel, and the last one is wearing flip flops… Now you could make the argument that, “Well yeah, shoes help us express who we are…but so do clothes, and hair style, and jewelry.” And hey, I’m not going to argue with that. But to put this mathematically…which is risky for me, in my above scenario the jeans are the common denominator (that’s it, that’s as far as I’m going with the math), with the shoes further defining each individual…and by looking at their feet we have an idea, although vague, of the people whose feet are in these shoes. And if you happen to be dressed in something a little nondescript, and you add a quirky booty, or something with a stand out color…you then make the whole thing “pop”…and apparently popping is a good thing. Actually popping is a good thing…who doesn’t like to pop…when we pop, or our walls pop, or our front yard pops, we’re/it’s saying “Look at me!!!” Shoes….help us pop!!
Now you might be saying, “Okay, I can get this, but I don’t agree that gender has nothing to do with this, after all, Imelda Marcos had over 3000 pairs of shoes in her collection.” Again, I don’t disagree, but lets go back to necessity, we need more shoes. Men can usually get by with some dress shoes, some casual shoes, maybe some athletic shoes, sandals…. We need, okay “need” might be a little extreme, but still we need more shoes. We might have a pair of boots, but they might be brown boots and we need a pair of black boots, along with booties in multiple colors, as well as some with heels, some with no heels, and some with a wedge. And we haven’t even touched on material yet…suede, leather, canvas….man made uppers…and I could go on….
So now, here’s the real beauty…say that you might have indulged a little too much last week….maybe you’re a little bloated, maybe you’re a lot bloated…guess what…you can still fit perfectly into a new pair of shoes. Who cares how you look in a new pair of jeans…we already discussed the jeans….and pardon me for getting political here, its the shoe, stupid. Like they say, if the shoe fits wear it!! Or actually, let’s change that up a bit, if the shoe fits, work it!!!