High-Steppin'

Click, click, click and all male heads, as well as some female heads (mine included) swivel to see what’s    attached to the sound of high heels clicking across the tiled floor. Although the men are looking to see what the woman looks like, I’m looking to see what the fabulous shoes or boots look like.

 

I’m a sucker for high heels. Fancy footwear is my weakness; the higher the better. I love sky-high stilettos and knee or thigh-high boots.

Unfortunately, I can’t wear these types of boots or shoes any longer….at least not for long periods of time….but there was a time when I wore them almost every day and all day long. My feet became accustomed to walking around in heels and when I wasn’t wearing them I sometimes found myself walking around on my tippy-toes. I couldn’t imagine not wearing gorgeous shoes. Sadly though, because of an improperly lifted tote full of thirty pound bags of dog food, my back isn’t what it used to be and it feels every step when wearing those beautiful heels. I’m now restricted to boring Dr. Scholl’s or Merrill walking shoes with a proper instep.

 

I suppose having a shoe fetish isn’t the worst thing there is, although my closet would’ve told another story. Back in the eighties, when I suffered from this obsession, my closet floor was literally covered in a rainbow of shoes and boots. It was the eighties and matching your shoes to your clothing was very important. If I decided to wear yellow jeans (yes I did this horrible fashion trend) then I had to have yellow shoes to match. What girl in her right mind would be seen in the same boring white Nikes every day or Plain-Jane brown moon shoes?

But, then the nineties came along and it became obscene to be wasteful and frivolous; which was good because after my divorce I was broke and the new thrifty trend was a perfect match for my situation. Nowadays though, it’s not about a nationwide trend or whatever, for me, it’s about being comfortable and sensible.

 

What I lack in spoiling myself with a good shoe shopping spree these days, I’ll be sure to make up for when I decide to go shopping for my son or grandson. They will be the benefactors of my fetish; probably my grandson more than my son though. He’s a baby, baby’s don’t really have a fashion sense yet and there are just so many cute baby shoes out there these days and he’s growing so fast that I won’t feel guilty if I buy one or maybe even two new pair of shoes for him.

My son though, I don’t shop so much for him. He’s not very fussy about what he wears…just so long as it’s not girly-looking (no trendy neon purple or green sneakers for him, THANK GOD)! He’s content to wear the same pair of shoes day in and day out for an entire year or until they literally fall apart on his feet. He’s not one bit concerned about fashion. If I let him, he’d wear the same shirt and pants all week. Honestly, though, I wouldn’t want it any other way. He’s a teenager; his obsessions are with X-Box and computer games. And you don’t have to get dressed up for either of those, much less wear shoes of any kind.

 

Sigh….too bad. Guess I’ll go window shopping at Famous Footwear, I hear they have some awesome shoes at wonderful prices.

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