My last dressing-sale allowed me to draw up a little (and yet overwhelming) inventory of my shoes collection.
If I barely dare say how many Ladies there actually is in my closet (let’s say somewhere between 100 and 300), high heeled stilettos still largely outnumber the other ones. Even if I must confess that 2 years ago I started a new collection in the collection : derby and brogue shoes.
Why am I talking about this today ? Well because I have to confess something, it’s kind of a “coming out” really : I had never worn or even tried on Doc Martens before ! Yeah, yeah… Just like I have never seen Star Wars, nor eaten lunch in a school cafeteria when I was a kid, nor smoked a joint in my entire life. That last example being more of an advantage it’s true.
When I was a teenager, many of my friends wore Doc Martens, praised them, wore them threadbare… I personaly chose to boldly wear a pair of Palladium. To to just like everybody else. As a teenager, I was more of a little laced shoes – ankle boots – sandals kind of girl. Don’t worry, I wasn’t completely stuck up or anything, I just liked more delicate stuff.
Back to the Future, let’s take a leap forward 22 years !
As I was picking my baby Lino up from daycare, I passed by a dark destock store, as usual. Then, I stared for a while at a pair of flowery Doc Martens. I walked away thinking :
- 1° they’re Doc Martens
- 2° I never find my size in destock stores
- 3° they’re probably moldy
50 yards later, I turned back. The flowery Doc Martens are calling me, I’m uncontrollably drawn to them, “come and try us on, come and try us on” (yes, shoes talk to me, but you already know that, don’t act so surprised).
No more size 8 but, a little Christmas miracle, my foot fits perfectly in the size 7,5.
Without a second thought, they were mine. A french size 39 for 39€.
What about you, what’s your “coming out” about shoes ? Let’s be crazy, tell me all about it.
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