It’s official! I’m a Master! Finally, it’s on paper, so everybody knows it! More to come as I ruminate on what the completion of this final stage of my master’s degree means for me, and what kind of beginning it entails!
Many things really, but today, it’s shoes and sugarcookies. How I love them. This is just a brief introduction to my love of shoes. I’d call it a shoe fetish, but then it sounds dirty, like I do weird things with my shoes. Which I do NOT. I just wear ’em. Sometimes, though, I do take them out and look at them all lined up. But that’s not weird – I do that with my nail polish and eyeshadow (you do NOT want to know how many eyeshadows I own. I don’t want to know, either), arranging them by colour family.
My current fixation? Bloch Shoes. A dancewear company originally, I always wore Bloch’s ballet & pointe shoes, not to mention pretty much every other dance shoe, from tap to jazz, that I ever wore. So, yeah, I’m weirdly biased. But hey, I know they fit. I also know they’re made in France (sigh), have leather soles (mmm), and smell like my first pair of ballet shoes. Oh yeah, and they’re like $200 (different kind of sigh here). I don’t actually find that exorbitant, but I do find my bank account lacking in enthusiasm.
So for now, we just gaze on them. Daily. Maybe next post I’ll tell you where this shoe thing started. It’s a good story to me. Â I’m off to line up my bronzers…