shoes are love

Damn straight. My love for shoes goes back as for as... before I knew how old I was. When I was some young small age, I remember my mom or my aunt or somebody bringing two pairs of shoes to me. One pair was white with some sort of polka dot on them in some canvas material. The other were black patent Maryjanes. Guess which I wanted? The Maryjanes. All girls want black shiny shoes. I didn't get those. I got the white canvas ones. I may be completely wrong in my descriptions of these shoes, but I do remember that one pair was white and dull, and the other was shiny and black and much more desirable. Eventually, I got the Maryjanes because they did not fit my cousin. I wonder what happened to them. I would like another pair.

I also remember a time where I had to wear my sister's old pink velcro-ed Reebok shoes. They were too big and nine years out of style. They were such ugly pink disasters. I hated them.

My Samsa and I have been talking about boots since summer since fall is the best season ever for clothing, and boots just happen to work best in fall (winter gets wet and boots that are leather and suede just won't work in wetness). We want them in all colors -- yellow, green, blue, and of course purple (I just got red). Knee high ankle length cuffed down over the knee slouched down, everything.

It's always made me so sad that most shoes under I don't know, $200 (depending on the type of shoe) are knockoffs of the higher brands like Manolo, Yves Saint Laurent, Marc Jacobs, Michael Kors, my favorite Christian Louboutin, and more. It's so sad. So I sit around and get the Steve Madden "Glamor" instead of the Louboutin "Miss Marple" and wish I could just have the Yoyos in black white red and yellow. How can poor little fashionistas live up to these $500+ shoe prices?

What's the difference you ask? Everything. Except the look. Now if you buy shoes SOLELY for their look, then you're fine. But if you also want them to be semi-comfortable and walkable in (since the higher quality the shoe, the softer the leather and the more it will stretch), want them to last, and don't want to wear a copy of something else, then well, you're like me. It's not all about the looks and the brand. You are, yes, partly paying for the brand. But how did the brand get popular in the first place? Quality and design. Go wear a KMart (or wherever) knockoff, then go into your local Neiman Marcus/Saks/Bergdorf and try on the original. Notice the difference?

I want the original real thing. I do not like wearing Steve Madden shoes, thinking that Mr. Madden (Is Steve Madden even a real guy who designs? Or is he a fictional character? I don't even know) is getting money and credit (to those who do not know) for designs that aren't even his. But, he and others will have to do for now since a pair of those lovelies are rent. And really, how often will I be wearing them? I'll be too scared to get them ruined. Or step in GUM. Oh the horror.

The yellow boots are lovely, no? Whoever gets me these will be rewarded with a dozen purple cupcakes. And one purple kitten. Or maybe a Hello Kitty cupcake, because that is just as cool, even if she looks kinda freaky.