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The Power of Shoes.

 

There is a line in the film 'In Her Shoes' delivered by Rose describing her ever growing collection of shoes and what she gets out of owning them.
"Clothes never look any good, food just makes me fatter, shoes always fit."
In some ways I can relate to that, I share Rose's attitude to clothes and food and I share her obsession with shoes.  I don't have the luxury of shoes always fitting my feet, but that's down to my wide feed and the occasional manufacturers narrow measurement.
As a girl who owns more than 50 pairs of shoes, it's fair to say that I'm a bit of a shoe fanatic. It didn't start as a conscious effort and I maintain that it still isn't!  My collection just sort of happened.
Every pair of shoes represents something different for me, there are trusty every day pairs that I can rely on to carry my feet through the day and handle whatever weather they find themselves in....other pairs were specific purchases to fulfil a gap like sensible winter boots or interview shoes....some were just plain impulse or retail therapy buys but they all help me. 
Some days I'll need a pair that make me feel relaxed or comfortable and I'll know I need a pair of baseball boots, other days I'll need something formal and know where to lay my hands on my Mary Jane's. 
Even though it may appear shallow, I think it's important to maintain a good relationship with the garments I put on my feet.  They spend most of the day protecting my feet while I get about my day - I reckon they have the hard job.
Today's Shoes.
The Shoe's I have on today are my flamingo print trainers, which are a Rocket Dog creation. They are super comfy and make me smile.
 They came with one pair of white laces and one pair of pink, so naturally I decided to have one of each when I wear them, cause that's a Rachie thing to do!


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