I've had my coffee. Had my Pinterest. Now to get busy. But first.............
Have you seen all the shoe pictures on Pinterest? I love them. I have even pinned a couple of them over the months. This morning a memory came back to me...........long forgotten, but a sweet little memory.
Mom had the prettiest suede black backless shoes (were they called mules?) that she saved back for special occasions. I don't ever remember her wearing them at all, but I am sure she must have. With five little ones under age 8, wearing pretty high heels was probably not a priority. When I was about 8, I discovered them. To me they were the sexiest shoes in the world, but at 8 I had no idea what the word sexy meant. In fact, I hadn't even heard the word. I sure knew those shoes were beautiful.............and movie stars wore them. I remember they were suede, I remember they were black, I remember they were backless, I remember they were kind of pointy toes. I remember they were beautiful! I remember trying them on, several sizes to big, but I felt so pretty in them and dreamed of one day wearing them for real. Sadly, when I was old enough to finally wear them, they had disappeared.
Do you remember your first pair of high heels? I do! Mine were white, extremely high, probably 4 inch heels with pointy toes. Pumps they were called. I had to practice walking in them. I was in the 9th grade and had made National Honor Society...........how that happened, I will never know.
Over the years, I have had some very pretty shoes. I even had the first pair of square toed shoes of anybody I knew. I was the height of fashion. I have had several pairs of backless shoes and have a couple of broken toes to prove it, but I have never had a pair of shoes that were even remotely beautiful as my mothers backless shoes.
I love you.
Another memory. About the same time as I discovered mom's shoes, I was wearing little Mary Jane shoes. I can remember thinking how "grown-up" I was when I got my first pair of black patent shoes which had a strap could be turned back to the back of the shoe. Remember those? Now I had a pair of grown-up shoes without a strap. Grown woman, I was!!!!
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