There once was a girl, and she owned many, many shoes. Not a ridiculous, celebrity-acquired amount of shoes, but for a twenty-something girl, it was a good amount of shoes. The number lingered around 35, 40 pairs, and it pleased the girl immensely. She had pink shoes, leopard-print shoes, expensive shoes, cheap shoes.

Hello Lovahs!

 
Meet Some of My Lovahs:
1. David Dixon Limited Edition; 2. Aldo Black Manolo Copycats, forced to purchase by Bridezilla for her upcoming nuptials; 3. Christian Louboutin's, one of my fave Ebay purchases; 4. Manolo Blahnik Gold Leopard-print D'Orsay Pumps; 5. Betsey Johnson sexy frilly blue sandals.

I look at the picture above and have an immediate feeling of disdain for the shoes in black. I'm aware they go with everything, I'm also aware that they're boring, black, plain and black. I am a girl who sometimes wears crazy clothes, but mainly loves to spruce up an outfit with crazy shoes. Those are my true lovers.

Lately, I'm have a feeling that the world is divided into two types of women. This awareness on my part is becoming more and more aparent with every decision, every conflict, and every opinion I share with a girl who is not quite like me. There are the girls who like to break rules, live life, have fun, and not worry about what others' think. The other girls are just boring, conservative, worried about fitting in, and, well, I just don't know. But I do think I know one thing, that it comes down to shoes. Or, more importantly, the type of shoes that a woman wears, it says everything about her.

Sorry about the segue, but I'm having an issue with said bridezilla who forced those plain black Manolo-copying Aldo's on all her bridesmaids – $80 and SO uncomfortable. Yay me! I would have rather spent $300 on amazing and comfortable black shoes. Whateva. But this wedding's colours are mainly black/white and fuschia.

This girl is not quite like me, not at all. We have slightly different styles, but our one constant is that we're both a "little too much", meaning glam on the tacky side, but not actually tacky, if you get my drift. She enjoys glitz, glamour, and animal prints, such as myself. And yet, this girl, who's wedding dress is white (mine would likely be pink, or off-white, or grey, or some other colour that will look amazing…anyway -) insists on wearing white shoes.

Like, seriously? White shoes with a white dress? Is this the eighties/early nineties?? Are we being matchy-matchy with things – NO. It is almost 2010, let's spice things up, we're young, we're hot, and the wedding colour is hot pink – a perfect excuse to wear hot pink shoes, no?

YES. So I pounced on it, I bothered her about it, I bugged her about it, yet, to no avail, since she thinks I'm crazy. Huh, really? So I sent her like 20 pictures of amazing wedding photography, of girls who wore different coloured shoes under their wedding dresses. Still, she's not convinced. She's stubborn in the fact that she will be wearing boring white shoes on her wedding day, like all her friends did. No cute pictures, no shot of fuschia as she's going up the stairs or when the groom is searching for the garter… nope, just boring white….

She belongs to the conservative girls. She belongs to those who are afraid to live, to break the rules, to have some fun. Why? She's afraid of opinions, controversy, parents, who knows? I just can't wrap my head around it.

I realise I should sometimes be more open-minded, more forgiving, more well, I dunno. But honestly, when it comes to hot pink shoes, there is no deciding, no hemming and hawing, you just put them on your feet, and you float. That's what shoes are intended for.

"If you obey all the rules,
you miss all the fun."
- Katherine Hepburn