Imelda Marcos was vilified for having, by her count, 1,060 pairs of shoes when she left the Phillipines for a life in exile. I had 62, excluding my many pairs of Havaianas, which are stored away in a clear plastic box. Thing 2, desperate to earn enough money for an Imac laptop, lined them up in my bowling alley of an upstairs hall. There are cowboy boots from Argentina, shoes for spinning, samba shoes, and many jeweled pairs of flat sandals, sandals which languish in Shanghai, patiently awaiting more tropical climes and times.
Princess Ai Lin and Bea Long, between the two of them, nixed 22 pairs. I am going to ditch a few others before I leave Shanghai which will bring my count down. I retrieved the Croc flip flops from this pile (better support than Havaianas). They also made me choose between a white pair of Corello high heeled sandals and an almost identical cream colored pair. This was tough. Both pairs were in good shape and, to my mind, there is a big difference between white and cream. So I tried them both on to see which were more comfortable.
The cream colored shoes, it turns out, were not my size. So, if any of you Cinderellas left a pair of cream colored shoes at my house in Brazil, I have them. My money is on Oklahoma Kristy.
Question of the day: what is your favorite pair of shoes?