Slipper of Shame & Fab Flip Flops.
Today I did something that I thought that I would never do. In need of slippers and flip flops, I went into a shoe shop. So far so good. Need shoes go to shoe shop. It was there that I found myself spiralling down into a vortex. A place so dark and ancient that I had not thought was open to me for eons to come.Before the full horror of my slipper shame is revealed, I can speak with a glad heart and clear conscience of the ffff.
The Fab Flip Flops in Fire Engine Red. Sleek. Smart.Sassy.
Easy to try on and easy to walk in. Will the strap rub between my big toe and the next to big toe? Will grit get in between my foot and the shiney base? Will they catch on loose mats and make me stumble? Of course they will. But they look FAB.
And now my confession.
A confession to something that I thought only other people did. To something so far from my conscious mind that I had never given it creedence. The begining of a slope so slippery that it can only end in cardigans and taking your coat off inside to feel the benefit when you go outside. OK. Here it is.
I chose a pair of slippers because they were comfortable.
Yes. I know it is shocking. They were pink (still are) and grey and lined in pink, grey and blue check cotton. There is a heart shaped patch of this cotton on the toe trimmed in pink. There is a flower embroidered on the heart and beneath it a slogan in italics....'sheer girl'. The final touch is a pink velvet bow, placed jauntily on the heart. NONE of these appeal to me. I HATE pink. Hearts and meaningless slogans should stay where they belong ...on a Valentines card. But they are soooo snuggley and cosy and fluffy and yes, comfortable and nothing rubs and they are soft.
So here I am in that spiral,that vortex of buying something because it is comfortable and not because it looks good.
What's next? A vest?
Please do not judge me too harshly. It will happen to you one day....
