Usually, I hate shoe shopping.
Gasp! Breathes there a girl who can say those four words and mean it?
Hello, folks, and my name is Amber.
Yes, I usually despise shoe shopping.
Not that I hate shoes. No, no. Don't believe that for a minute. I used to think I'd escaped the fatal feminine sickness of shoe-love, but I no longer labor under that delusion. I am now quite aware of my weakness for shoes. All the boxes are neatly stacked in the bottom of my closet. I won't say how many.
I do try to control myself. I don't want to be consumed with a love of fashion - there are too many more important things to think about! But I like pretty things, and when I can afford new pretty shoes without stealing funds from worthier causes, I like to get them.
So why do I hate shoe shopping?
It's a remnant of my past, I guess. Memories of spending hours as a young girl, wandering shoe store aisles with Mom, going from store to store, vainly searching for the perfect shoe. ...Melting in tears when I can't find it.
I'm very picky, you see. Very conservative (or shy) in my tastes. I remember one shoe-shopping trip where Mom could not accompany me, and Dad had to take me. When I came home, I told her, "Now I know Daddy is patient."
Anyway. I have bad associations with shoe-shopping. Shoe-shopping means tears, and a lot of wasted gas.
I'm also a cheap-skate. And shoes are not cheap. So I hated that part of it, too.
That explains why I ripped a hole in the bottom of my trusty black ballet flats back in September, and didn't go shopping for a new pair until this week. And I wore that old pair multiple times each week throughout this month. With a pea-size hole in the sole. Yes, I'm that cheap. And lazy. And that afraid of shoe shopping.
That couldn't last forever. I needed a pair of black flats. And a brown pair, as well, since the button on my old brown flats was hanging on by a few threads, and I regularly pulled the sole lining out when I removed my feet from the shoes. I literally remember wearing those shoes when I took the test for my driver's license...quite a few years ago.
Proof positive: I was afraid of shoe shopping.
But I knew I wasn't being frivolous this time. I needed shoes. ...So I began to get excited.
And God was with me in a special way on these trips. (Yes, I made two trips!) The first time, I spotted an exact copy (different brand)of my old pair of black flats. Right away. An identical brown pair was close by. On sale; buy two, get each one for $10.
A sign. It was meant to be.
I grabbed the boxes, bought them for $20, and took them home. Record time for a shoe shopping trip.
Just when I thought I might get excited about shoe shopping. I buy an exact copy of my old pair of shoes. How exciting.
Only problem was, one pair didn't fit. Exact same shoes - the brown ones fitted, the black ones didn't. Stubborn. Must have been related to that old pair.
So I went back today to exchange them. This time I was going to live a little. Find a different black flat style.
I walked into Show Show, and not only did I find a nice black flat, but I noticed a lot of sales going on. And I realized I wanted to have some fun. So I did. I tried shoes on I never would have tried on before, strutted the aisle (it was empty!) in front of the mirror, played dress up, and shed not one tear.
I came home with 3 pairs of shoes. Plus the brown ones at home.
I don't have photos, but I looked online for similar pictures:
#1 - Brown flats:
(Incidentally, my hated old black flats looked just like this, too.)
Picture a ballet flat in these colors...sorta. More of a "sailor shoe" than a ballet flat.
#3 - Needed black flats:
and polka-dots inside (Don't you love those little touches only you see?
My pair is TONS cuter:
Something styled like this:
Remember how I said I'm cheap?
I got 4 pairs of shoes.
Normal cost: $82.96
Way beyond my price range for an impulsive shopping spree.
Guess what I paid after sales?
For 4 pairs of shoes.
That's less than $10.00 a pair, in case you didn't do the math.
Yes Ma'am. I'm happy.
P.S. I forgot to add: I came home and had a party and threw the old black flats in the trash, and got rid of the old brown flats, and gave away two more pairs of shoes - so I got 4, and got rid of 4! Pretty good for a girl who likes shoes, huh?