Proj 70 of 365 - a shoe story

07.08.09

i was feeling really uneasy, unable to wink myself to sleep. it was around midnight and here i was perturbed, very uncomfortable like i always am when i wanted to do something.

it has to be done, here and now.

i opened my closet, took out all my shoes from their boxes and arranged them in a huge circle on the floor. one by one, until each and every box was emptied and their contents laid on the bottom.

i then took a picture of all my shoes arranged in a neat, perfect circle. but that picture, i realized in the end, wouldn’t be shared else i will be teased on my attempt on being imeldific. or shamed because, i don’t have that many shoes compared to her. i mean, no one else could possibly surpass her vast collection.

then i took a snapshot of every pair. i was always wanting to organize the shoe boxes by putting pictures of what’s inside. convenient and easy. i had unlabelled boxes, plus, my old pictures on the boxes badly need replacements as accumulated dust and paper tears and folds are here and there.

then i came with my pair of glads, gladiator flats.

i got this pair in HK while on vacation with the family late last year. it was love at first sight. it fit perfectly, it was in, and it was a unique find! my sister, who shared the same shoe love with me, also got herself a pair of the same glads in a different size.

we couldn’t contain ourselves at the remaining days of the trip, or at least I couldn’t. i kept on planning outfits to go with the new pair. when i shopped, i looked for items i could wear together with the new acquisition. i wanted to go home to try out stuff in my closet if it’d go well with pair. yes, a pair of shoes can make you gaga.

after seemingly a while, it was time to go home. yaey, i’ll soon strut my stuff with my gladiators!

never tired of shopping, hitting the mall was one of the things we did when we came back. i was satisfied to see that though a few gladiators have been popping out in the stores, mine was unique - the style, cut, color, quality isn‘t available yet.

imagine how i felt when staring in front of my eyes, was the exact style, cut, color and quality - a clone, a sister. and yes, there was a bunch of them in stock!

“oh, it’s not unique anymore. at least, mine was a steal.”, i consoled myself. i made another mistake by turning the shoe over and not resisting to glance at the price tag. the clone, err, sister gladiator, costs a few hundreds less!

ouch.