Shoes
One of the defining addictions of the 20/30s generations of women seems to be a love affair with shoes. Designer shoes, killer shoes, spike heels, open toes, expensive shoes. It has become a cliché in Chick Lit, on TV and in advertising.
Anxious, bored, upset? Get a new pair of shoes.
Other than yarn, books and CDs -the shoe shopping gene seems to have missed me completely. In fact, I don’t even own more than one pair of pumps. Black they are, and suitable to be worn with dress uniform. Not to mention that most of the time I wear my only pair of dressy flats for dress-up occasions.
This morning I counted. Yes, I have more pairs of military footgear (aka boots) than I do items for dressier occasions. What I have is comfortable shoes to wear when not at work. i have a decent pair of running shoes and several pairs of LLBean shoes that pull-on.
same shoe, just different colors....
Exciting? Not really, but my feet never hurt, I can walk for hours and run if I need to.
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