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Oh for the love of shoes

Yes, I have to fess up to yet another addiction today and it’s not pretty.  My dear husband often points out that we could probably have been pensioners with the amount of shoes in my cupboard and the thing is I get it, I really do, but who wants to be a pensioner and wear sensible shoes anyway.

There is nothing like the perfect pair+ of shoes, I remember the acquisition of every single pair that I own. I can remember how I felt when I bought them, I spend my nights thinking of shoes and what to pair with them.  It is crazy, this addiction and affliction of mine.  One thing most have in common, they are high heels, I am only 1.63 meters tall (Gerhard often had to correct me when I told people I am 1.83 meters tall).  And when I do not show up in heels, people at work tend to think that I am ill, and short.  Strangers always comment on how short my kids are and I smile, you see my heels have become such a part of me that people generally no longer see the heels.
I buy cheap shoes, flip flops at the Chinese Mall, expensive shoes in Sandton, uncomfortable shoes absolutely anywhere.  Gumboots at the local farmers co-operative, leather boots at the annual agricultural show that I attend for work, shoes make my world go round. 
 
My collection includes boots, gumboots, sandals, pumps, stilettos, flip flops, tackies, golf shoes, dancing shoes, I think I cover most basis.  The one shoe that I am not all that fond of though is a platform, platforms are cheat shoes, neither flat nor heeled, a bit of a sad thing really. I have pink shoes and blue shoes, red shoes and silver sandals.

My absolute style guru when it comes to shoes must be French born Christian Louboutin whose footwear has incorporated shiny, red-lacquered soles that have become his signature.  Please don’t die, please don’t go on early pension and start making slippers for old people at the retirement home.  Please keep the dream alive and the heels red. 
Other people have linen cupboards, I have a shoe cupboard, and I just love all of them equally.  So today, raise your glass with me, and drink to Christian Louboutin who said that he would hate for someone to look at his shoes and say they looked comfortable.
 

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