Wearing shoes has become an unnecessary part of each day. I typically complete my “look” with socks or slippers. This is a dramatic change for the former shoe-o-holic in me. My mom used to refer to me as the Imelda Marcos of Southern Wisconsin, and I assure you, the title wasn’t without some slight basis in truth… One good thing, I have always been reasonable with my footwear choices. Just because they’re beautiful doesn’t mean that a really cool pair of shoes can come home with me. Shoes must prove their worthiness in diverse functionality before they may join my huddled masses in the wardrobe, under the bed, and by the door. Value for money is still a strong guide when heading to the till with a new footwear purchase.
Now that you know about my deep, yet mostly rational, love of shoes, understand that working from home has been difficult for me in a fashion regard. Oh sure, I revel in the luxury of wearing comfortable clothes and not having to put on makeup and do the hair everyday. It’s healthier, cheaper, I’m happier, but my poor wardrobe is starving from my lack of attention. I’ve actually had to * gasp * dust some shoes off before wearing them out someplace. The horror! The neglect!
Well tonight, I will be dusting off a pair from the depths of my collection for a night out. This evening we see Stomp in Woking and I will not be going barefoot! (They probably wouldn’t let me in without shoes anyway, but that’s beside the point.) Shoes! Yes! SHOES! Strappy or chunky? Strappy AND chunky? Boots or platforms? It’s like Christmas people, Christmas!
I just may paint my toenails too. Damn, life on the edge is thrilling!
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