Intervention

Sometimes you have an experience in life that is so ridiculous, you have to share it. A while back, my friend Alma sat me down for a talk regarding my shoes. Yes, she staged a shoe intervention. I've never been much of a shoe girl. I wore what was comfortable and what I had laying around or the hand-me-downs my friends had given to me. I had a lot of shoes because I never really threw any of them away. I thought all was well in the world until Alma stopped by, dove into my closet and started throwing out my shoes. It would seem she was the delegated representative for my friends to toss out all my old and out-of-date shoes. She informed me, while holding up a really comfortable pair, that the pilgrim buckle was out and wouldn't be coming back anytime soon. She dubbed them my pilgrim shoes. I called my other shoe loving friend to my defense, but she was like, "Thank goodness. Those shoes are ugly!" Alma explained why she was throwing out some shoes and not others and pointed out which ones she would wear with different outfits.

It was bit like being on that show 'What Not to Wear', only this one would be called 'What Not to Wear on Your Feet'. Haha... ho... hum... *clears throat*. Anyway, I think in total she donated two huge trash bags full of shoes to charity. The next day I saw on TV that the pilgrim buckle was making a comeback and I called my two friends in glee. They both said the same thing. "Maybe the buckle is coming back, but never those shoes." LOL. I still think they were cute but since then, a few other friends have admitted they hated them too. I had no idea so many people were looking at my shoes nor that I had such bad taste in them.

The whole thing was so funny. I really had no idea shoes were such serious business.

I actually had a shoe intervention written in the second draft of Intrinsical. Yara was upset that Cherie had thrown away a pair of her favorite shoes and how unfair it was. It got cut, but all my friends involved loved that scene. (And wrote comments back to me to remind me that the shoes really were ugly!)

So now I'm always a little nervous to buy shoes. I always get a second opinion. According to all my friends, my taste in shoes has improved. Actually I had a little black pair (that I picked out by myself) that I wore to an upscale restaurant in New York City. I was in the bathroom and a lady was like,"I love your shoes! Where did you get them?" I had to hold back a laugh that someone in fashionable New York was asking me that. I smiled and told her, "I got them at Walmart." She cocked her head to the side, wrinkled her brow and said, "I don't think we have one of those here." LOL. Yeah, I was pretty sure they didn't. That exchange in the bathroom made me smile. See, I've made progress! I'm still not big into shopping for shoes but I do pay a lot more attention than I used to!