Even in the midst of packing hell, I am reminded there is a lot of good in going through all of one's possessions: shedding some things, carefully repacking others, wondering about the next place you will live and also reminiscing about all of the places you have lived before.
I was slowly sipping my beloved Sierra Nevada tonight while Tom was at hockey and I decided to purge some shoes before we do the final move on Saturday. I came across my old favorite sandals which I purchased 7 (?) years ago at a small shoe boutique in Hayes Valley, SF.
These shoes. I love these shoes. How do I describe them?
They were made for me.
Mind you, this purchase was way before the greek goddess look was in- there wasn't a ton of gold in women's shoes at the time and I saw these, tried them on - and the rest was history. They seriously are shaped for my feet - I have narrow-medium feet with long toes and I love wearing flats (jack rogers are a long standing fav). These sandals have a slight contour to them and a low wedge heel - offering just a little height and providing hours of wearing enjoyment. The blue is the perfect light summer color and the way the leather is cut in slits is just a little nod to the goddess Nike (but a perhaps native American,too).
The last time we moved I tried to be disciplined with my goodwill pile and I tried to rid of them (you will see the gnarliness of the heels below), but tonight I have been wearing them around the house and I have decided to bring these puppies into the cobbler and see what he can do for the heels.
I wonder what oldies-but-goodies you have in your closet? Off to bed now. Night, night.
