Recently, Carla blogged about her sand collection. She asked what other people collect, and I flippantly commented that I collect shoes. Hmmmm. You know that saying about things said in jest…
Well, if I categorize my shoes as a “collection”, that lends a certain air of dignity to my rather addictive urge to buy shoes. “Well”, I’ll sniff haughtily when DH dares to question the 4th pair of red clogs, “I needed that pair for my collection”. DH will not be amused.
In order to
defend explain myself, I must back up to the early days of my marriage. DH and I dated for almost 3 years before we tied the knot. You’d think in 3 years, he’d look down at my feet. Perhaps he was so in love that he couldn’t tear his eyes away from mine. Who knows. He’s a guy, I still can’t figure them out, even with 3 of them living in my house.
Anyway, we get married, and eventually, move in together (it’s another long story). As the movers are bringing in all the boxes, DH notices that 3 rather large-ish (would you categorize those nice boxes made for hanging clothes as large-ish?) boxes labelled “shoes” is going up the stairs to the bedroom. According to him, I kept this fetish secret until we were married. He still claims that in this regard, I duped him into thinking I was a “regular person”.
I claim that: #1, I wore shoes, and lots of them, every single day of the preceeding 3 years of our life together. It was not my responsibility to call his attention to my feet. It was only my responsibility to trap him into becoming my love slave. And B, no one, not even a “regular person”, wears the same pair of shoes every single day (if you do, shhhhh– don’t tell DH).
Each pair of my several red clogs, for example, highlights the special qualities of different outfits. Thus, a shoe collection is not only desirable, but necessary.
So, in the spirit of disclosure and fun, and because DH doesn’t read my blog, here’s a partial view of my collection:
This is a partial view, and affords you a glimpse of my summer sandals collection. The closed shoes will rotate in next month when the weather cools down.
And this, clever reader, is what I collect.
What do you collect?