Mr. Shoe

It’s been exactly a year since I put on that pair. It was not love at first sight. It was not the heel I would kill for and not the style I would die for. But the moment I wore it, it veiled a story.

Our story.

I knew it.. I felt it..

The one that has sole that defines greater value, an impression of style and a heel that is regal and remarkable.

For my 80 and something pairs of shoe.

For those broken heels and soles.

For those pairs I glaringly cried for and let go.

For that one great pair I have desperately waited and prayed for.

For you.

For us.

I love you, JeromeChristopher.

And I will forever thank God for having you.

Happy 1^st Anniversary.

Cheers to more and more years!

13 Broken Pairs.

God bless the broken shoes, they led me straight to you...

It’s almost a year ago when I just stopped.

Got tired and told myself: “I’m done.”

I didn’t know what went through, but I suddenly lost my faith in trying and finding that pair with its perfect pair.

One day, I woke up and realized I am living with 80 pairs of shoes!!! It took me time and courage to once again evoke each pair. Each story.

13 broken pairs.

I decided to finally let them go.

Unleash the times I had in them.

Of memories built.

Of painful wounds that left marks and calluses.

But then, these pairs led me to that way where I finally let myself took chance again. Made me believe once again.. brought back my love (and addiction) for shoes.

It has been a long way, and finally I had the will and reason to honestly say to myself and to the whole shoeworld: “Hell yeah, I am happy!”

Down to 67 pairs after throwing 13 broken pairs, I am so back on track! :)

I am back to finding fabulous shoefinds again(Oh,and I’m back to blogging again.)

My real shoe story has just begun.

Making it happen.

Making it real.

Making it right.

Cheers to more and more shoes! ;)

67 pairs (and counting!)