Shoes

Been thinking a lot about shoes today. No real reason why. Just thinkin' about shoes.

I like shoes, not in the Carrie-Bradshaw-Sex-in-the-City way, but I like shoes. Got several pairs. No real stand out name brand hot-cha-cha-cha shoes, but several really nice pairs. I guess the Midwest isn't really into Manolos or Jimmy Choos like other parts of the country. You're more likely to see women sporting duck boots or a sturdy pair of sandals for the summer than a lovely pair of red-bottomed, peep-toed Christian Louboutin shoes. Doesn't mean Midwesterners don't enjoy a snazzy pair of kitten heels, we just aren't ga ga over them.

The flaw in the slaw with shoes is that I don't actually like wearing them. GASP!! What?! Tis true my friends. I have dozens of pair of shoes that all happily smile up at me every morning looking like they are silently wishing for me to choose them to wear today. Only I rarely do pick them to be worn. Nothing personal. I just don't like wearing shoes. Wish I did, but I don't. It's not like I have hauntingly attractive feet that I'm compelled to show off and therefore I refuse to cover my adorable tootsies up with shoes. I simply don't like wearing shoes. Guess I'm a barefoot kinda girl. Pin It Now!