“If one says ‘Red’ – the name of color – and there are fifty people listening, it can be expected that there will be fifty reds in their minds. And one can be sure that all these reds will be very different.” — Josef Albers
Hard to believe but until now, I have never owned a pair of red shoes. Maybe I thought they might be too loud or might attract attention to my feet. Tiny feet might look adorable in red shoes. However, I wasn’t born to have tiny feet, so I never, ever even considered owning a pair. As a matter of fact, I had not discovered the seductive allure of red shoes. Now, that I have bought my first pair, I realized how I like them….but the day I bought the red shoes, I had never planned to buy any shoes, let alone red ones, but sometimes fate takes a hand.
It happened like this…like all my wonderful purchases….no intention of buying anything! I only parked in front of the store because I wanted to go to another establishment across the street. The sign in front of my parking spot read: “Customers Only”. I had the impression, if, I wasn’t a customer I would be towed away. To reinforce the matter, there just happened to be a tow truck sitting shot-gun on the other side of the parking lot. Darn. I had to make it look like I was shopping, didn’t I?
I looked up and down the row of stores…nothing really interesting, but there was one shoe store! I looked at my watch. I was a half hour early for my appointment and there was that tow truck driver obviously on the lookout for people parking on that spot and going across the street for appointments. I made my plan. Drop by the shoe store and make it look like I was a customer and then just walk out another entrance and off to my appointment. Good plan. Well, that was my plan…
I looked up and down the row of stores…nothing really interesting, but there was one shoe store! I looked at my watch. I was a half hour early for my appointment and there was that tow truck driver obviously on the lookout for people parking on that spot and going across the street for appointments. I made my plan. Drop by the shoe store and make it look like I was a customer and then just walk out another entrance and off to my appointment. Good plan. Well, that was my plan…
The Plan changes Slightly…
I entered the shoe store gave a quick walk through the rows of shoes…because you never know if some bargain may be lurking on the shelves… then “it” stopped me! A cute little red purse marked down from 60 dollars to $29.99. I could hear a chorus of angels singing “Hallelujah”. It was so darling and half price and only $29.99!!
I picked it up and turned it around and looked inside. Oh how cute, there was a tag that read; “Extra Gift”, a zippered case for credit cards and a key fob attached to the purse. Well, that was nice. Oh well, couldn’t hurt to see if there were matching shoes…after all I wasn’t committing to buying the purse and I had time.
It would be fun to see if I could match it with some red shoes. Not that I thought I would find any, let alone buy them. Then I “found a pair of cute red flats” that matched perfectly, marked down to $19.99. Clearance from $54.99! I had to try one on. Well, it did fit… and they were cute. Didn’t make my feet look big at all! So…I walked out of the store having purchased red handbag and red shoes. The salesclerk said she had had her eye on that purse, so I felt quite pleased. That proved it was a good purchase…lol.
Men will never understand this story or our logic…but hey, I didn’t get towed away. So the moral of the story is…ladies, never park in front of a shoe store…lol
So…now I own a pair of red shoes and a red purse to go with it. I am still figuring what I will wear them with. The very first time I wore these shoes was to visit the optician. Because I couldn’t take my eyes of my beautiful new shoes, it is nothing less than a miracle that I didn’t run into a wall or door. I enjoy wearing jeans and tee shirts. I like to be simple casual and I thought red shoes would look nice with my jeans. A woman who I happen to meet at my visit to the optician was dressed in an ankle length black dress with a white patterned scarf on her head. It was 30 degrees outside. She was also wearing black hose. Her only nod to fashion was a pair of white heeled sandals. She was there with her adult son, from what I could tell when the receptionist called her. She was trying not to look at me. We were worlds apart, though in the same room.
I could feel her looking down her nose at me. She totally avoided eye contact. At least, she was polite enough not to sniff. Well, I did feel a little conspicuous with my red shoes. God only knows what she considers red shoes represent.
Polished my nails in red to simply go along the red shoes and the rosy lipstick 🙂 |
However, I wondered if she even momentarily felt a little pang of longing to boldly have a pair of red shoes to go with that outfit. Finally I figured the color of my new shoes would go with hmmm….Black and White!
So today I’m pimping with my red shoes, a rosy lipstick topped with a black & white polka dotted dress from the White House Black Market. Got class in an hour 🙂
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