And the best new addition: SHOEBLOGGING
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
A strange thing has happened on dKos. The subject of shoes, pictures of shoes, discussions of shoes, lamentations about shoes has popped up in the strangest of places. Cheers and Jeers seems to have been the first place that shoe fetishes snuck in to the otherwise topical posts (see related thread here). Most recently, lengthy discussions of shoes have appeared in Carnacki's Got a Happy Story? series (check here for the comment thread). It's time that we put shoes and things shoe-related into proper perspective. Shoes deserve their own diary and shoe-lovers deserve a place where they can share their podiatric passions. It's time for us shoe-lovers to put them on and come out of the closet with them.
So here you go. First, I'm going to feature a shoe that I desire, one that I would LOVE to acquire. This week it's:
AHHHH. Manolo Blahnik "Flower Bag" summer mules. At $300.00, it's a bargain and these are obviously a must-have. Note the reasonable heel size, the sleek lines, and the abundance of colors leaving a variety of coordinating outfit options. As far as I'm concerned, it's an investment worth making.
Check here for the shoe site of the week. Surprisingly, it's difficult to find a site dedicated to shoe lovers as opposed to shoe shoppers, but this one's a peach. It takes you through, well, a century of shoes!! Shoe history, fashions, examples, etc. It's a priceless shoe site!!
I also think that shoe poetry is approrpiate. I am NOT, however, adept at poetry just yet, although I am envisioning a bit of shoe haiku. While I get those poetic juices flowing, however, I HAVE found a shoe poem to contribute to this little diary:
GREEN SHOESShe took off her green pastel shoes,
Asked,
"What shall I do with them?"She held her shoes in her hands.
I was wondering why this concern
Over a matter so commonplace.I replied, "Throw your green shoes
On the white rug, green and white
Often make exciting combinations."She looked at me, puzzled and perplexed.
I thought it might be something psychological,
Her giving all this attention to shoes.So I suggested that if she did want
To confront the evidence that she was barefooted
To throw the shoes under the bed.She said, "You do not understand."
I could not understand what she referred to,
What was it that I could not understand.She threw the shoes into the air;
The green shoes stayed suspended in the air.
Then I knew I did not understand. I did not understand.~ Duane Locke
And finally, I'm going to highlight a pair of my own personal shoes as a part of this diary. Extracted from Thursday's C&J post, I choose to feature these shoes:
These are 7" lucite platform shoes, bought in South Beach, Miami. I remember being down there for a conference, about a month before a band in which I sing was to premiere. The band is a funk band, so super retro platforms are oh-so-appropriate and I wanted to find a pair. Lo and behold, I'm walking by this store in Miami and the entire front window is wild platform shoes. I walk in - funky clothes are on the racks and the walls are lined with shoes. Now, my feet aren't small - depending on the shoe, I wear a 9 1/2 or a 10. Sometimes those are difficult sizes to locate. Well, this store had tons of 10s... and 11s... and 12s... and 13s... Plus all the funky hip dresses were too big. Didn't figure out until one the fellow conference-goers who took the walk with me pointed out that it was a drag queen store!! So I own drag queen shoes... AWESOME.
Share your shoes.
posted by RenaRF @ 2:48 PM,
3 Comments:
- At 7:27 PM, Hill Billy Rave said...
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My favorite pair of shoes are the Jungle Boots posted on my blog. Heck, I'd wear them to war. I bet you look so cute in those shoes,(don't worry, I know your married). You write(even if I disagree), you sing, and you wear funky hi fi 7" heel's. That's some combonation.
- At 8:56 PM, RenaRF said...
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I. Just. Love. Shoes.
It's a bit of an obsession. If you don't count my slippers, I have 90 pairs of shoes. It's a sickness. ;-) - At 6:14 PM, Hill Billy Rave said...
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That's it. Start a fuss with me on my blog and run off...