My Forte'

Some people can sing, some dance, other’s can draw, write, garden, decorate, some people have style, and others have an electric personality. Some people have perfect make-up, great hair, beautiful nails, or a great body. Everyone has something.

Much to my husbands chagrin and to the detriment of our bank account my forte’ would appear to be shoes. Some time in my 30’s a gene I didn’t know existed within my cells turned itself on. Up until that time I could care less about clothes, shoes, style, etc. And I distinctly remember making fun of the girls in school that would stand in a circle and try on each others shoes. P-A-L-E-A-S-E! Back then, and for the most part now, I was never girly and I hated all things girly. But damn if that gene didn’t kick on and now I like floral prints, I care about my make-up, and I am addicted to shoes.

Now, I do a crappy job with the make-up and because our house is pretty much established in it’s disastrous and unfixable state I can’t go hog nuts on the florals. But what I can do is shoes.

And damn it, I do it well. Almost daily I get a comment in the elevator about my “great shoes” in fact yesterday a guy mentioned how cool the shoes I had on were. A guy! And that wasn’t the first time.

Now in my defense I am at least sensible enough to not spend a lot of cash on shoes. My average pair costs less than 20 bucks. And I have only spent over 30 on a pair maybe 5 times. And one of those was for my wedding. Also, I wear shoes until they fall apart. I am not one of those people that wears shoes for a season and tosses them. I have shoes back from the early 90’s that I still wear.

I like shoes with personality, color, pattern, or anything that sets them apart from the basic pump or sneaker. I don’t go for glitter, sequins, or gold lame’. I love high heels and strappy sandals.




Sure, it’s shallow and pretty pathetic but life is short – find your joys and run with it.
I have found mine: Hubby, puppies, kitties, reading, and……..shoes.