The Red Shoes

I’ve always contended that wearing red shoes makes your day infinitely better. So, I have many pairs of red shoes. Red shoes for every season and reason.

If I am wearing an outfit that is mostly black or gray, I need to spice it up, and red shoes are the perfect addition. I like the statement they make. I think the red shoes say, “hey I’m a funky chick and I don’t take myself too seriously.” Other people probably think my red shoes say something entirely different like, “Whoa, if I wore a size 11 shoe, I sure as hell wouldn’t be accentuating them with RED shoes.” Yeah, whatever.

I am participating in The Shed Project: 8 weeks of losing it; an adventure in letting go. This past weekend our assignment was to clean out our closet. In the process, my red shoes decided they wanted to pose for a photo shoot. So out we went on the terrace for a shoot. As you can see, the shoot went long, and the one tall red boot was tired and like “c’mon already, 50 pictures is enough! I can’t stand anymore.”

So yeah, cleaning out my closet….YIKES!! I have said before that I am a pack rat just like my mother and her mother before her, so The Shed Project is something I really need. In two days, I managed to fill NINE garbage bags with clothes and shoes from my closet and the linen closet. NINE!! I didn’t even go through my hanging clothes; just the clothes on the shelves (and in drawers).

Ignacio dropped off all the bags at the homeless shelter, and I just know I made some Amazon woman (like me) with size 11 feet very, very happy.

So, do yourself a favor and make sure you have at least one pair of red shoes, it will change your life.

*to clarify:  the red shoes in the photo shoot were keepers, only one pair of red shoes (not pictured....too painful to be reminded) were donated.