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Shoe Me: Sparkly Shoes & Fire Swamps

May 29, 2009


photo by Sara Randall

I am the type of chick who maintains friendships to the death…no, ‘to the pain’. It’s a deliciously twisted game to play with one’s self and I highly recommend it if you’ve grown bored by stringing yourself from your toenails and waxing the hair from your dog.

One of my latest adventures involves attempting to keep up a ‘friendship’ with somewhat of an ex. Please note, when I write ‘ex’, I mean, ‘Ex-cuse me, you did-int really think this was going to work out favourably, did you?’

Now, looking beyond his brilliant deception, over-played mind games, and all around jerk-foolery, I’m struck by the desire to retaliate with, ‘You’re a poopy-face, you can go away now.’ (Hey, one good Grade Two attitude deserves another, right?)

Save the tiresome novella of chums asking me why I kept this particular friendship as I can’t think of a viable reason except, ‘He liked my shoes’.  And he did like my shoes, but he specifically like the more ‘toned-down’ shoes. Heck, I’ll preach to any choir how groovy my black-strapped, chunk-heeled, ten dollar specials from the Targetz are, but my true love lies with the red & white plaid, sparkly, flowered numbers which-are-a-size-too-small-but-I’ll-wear-them-without-complaint-because-I-luv-them-heels.

The thing is that I have a lot of pretty kickin’ kicks, I honestly do, and I have difficulty believing someone wouldn’t like my shoes. I also have a lot of kickin’ qualities, if you want to get all metaphorical comparing shoes to traits.

Here’s the skinny, if someone is going to ‘like like’ my shoes, my feeling is that they should ‘like like’ all of my traits…er…shoes. Just because mind games and deception seemed to keep me in line once doesn’t mean it’s still going to work when I realize someone may not dig the more sparkly side of Sara. I dig the sparkly side of Sara along with all those other sides. I am finally at a point in my life where I honestly like my shoes and myself. I am also at a point where I have plenty of people who feel the same way and those are the friendships I should be maintaining.

Conclusively speaking, in the words of Gramps from The Princess Bride, ‘The eel doesn’t get her. I’m explaining this to you because you look nervous.’ Fear not, fair Nells, I’ll wash my hands of this affair, shake off the bits from the Fire Swamp, and continue to don my sparkling personality. Now, what shoes go with Fire Swamps…

* This week’s sparkly shoes courtesy of Wild Diva.



2 Responses to “ Shoe Me: Sparkly Shoes & Fire Swamps ”

  1. Moners on May 29, 2009 at 9:47 am

    I think you’ve just stolen my girlfriend’s heart away from me with this article. :)

  2. anne almirall on May 29, 2009 at 10:51 am

    ..and always be on the look out for rodents of unusual size. Lovely post:)