Shoes tell a lot about a person and we wanna delve deeply into your soul sole. Photograph your favorite pair--or pairs--of shoes and tell us a little about why they're near and dear to your toes heart (I can't wait to see how Swampy ties this in to Breast Cancer Awareness!). Follow in Jenny's footsteps and make a foot-family portrait...show us your baby bronzed booties...let us see the shoes YOU HAD TO HAVE (but have never worn)...or all those grotesquely dyed-to-match formerly white satin bridemaid's shoes that were worn ONCE...the reinforced steel-toe boots that saved your big toe from being hacked off in that industrial "accident"...or, just take pictures of your nekkid feet--gnarly bunions, twin toes, or perfectly OPI-pedicured tootsies.
So here you go world, here are my feet. Actually, these are Randy's and my feet. His are the slightly hairier ones on the left. Mine are the bigger ones attached to the chubbier calves. This is the view of our feet that I get when we watch television together. Sweet, huh?
I have shared this picture before, but I just had to include it with this post. These are the $50 shoes that I got for my birthday. I know that some of you are like "$50 shoes?? My slippers cost $50." Just know that in my cheap ass life ( I am the cheap ass and this is my life) $50 shoes are a big deal. I love these shoes with all of my heart. They are comfortable and cute. They are also a little girlier and grown up that my usual shoes. That is right guys, I am becoming a woman.
These are my sandals. They are probably the most comfortable shoes in the universe. I do not kid myself that these shoes are cute. I just love them nonetheless. These shoes are also telling me that as soon as I finish this post, I am off to cut my toenails.
These are my favorite casual shoes. These shoes look totally awesome with jeans. Well, to me they do. They are the perfect jeans shoe. I have had them for a couple of years now. If I had to pick a shoe that looks the most like me this would be it...hmmm odd.
These ugly white satin ballet slippers are my wedding shoes. More that anything else, these shoes tell the story of how uncomfortable I felt about the fact that my husband was 7 inches shorter than me when we got married. I couldn't have the slightest height on the shoe, " My God, Mom! Are you crazy!! A regular flat!!! Hell no!! I can't afford to be one millimeter taller than I have to be in this wedding!!! Can't I please go barefooted???" Thank God I got over that. I can now wear shoes that actually have soles. He is still short and I am still tall, I just got over it. (And the snazzy pants in these pictures? My pajamas :)
These are my Mississippi State slippers. Lovely, no? I graduated from Mississippi State in 1999, the same year that I got married. Three years later, on the way to the hospital to have Super Z, Randy gave me these as an early Christmas present ( It was December 20). These shoes have been at the hospital with me when I had both of my babies and they kept my tootsies warm on those long sleepless breastfeeding nights. I think I will keep these forever.