SHOES

I love shoes and have always loved shoes. I don't have a lot of favorites or things I enjoy just for the sake of enjoyment, so I gladly claim and recognize my love of shoes.
I remember a few special pair of sneakers I wore in grade school, and several monk-strap style Sunday shoes I chose throughout the years.
I admit that there have been a few times when my closet contained too many pair of shoes. I have a hard time discarding even old or out-of-style ones. Having a few sisters and a mom with my same shoe size helps in collecting hand-me-downs. There are shoes for every occasion (sometimes for that occasion that never happens, but I have to keep the shoe in case).
I have done well in the past few years to keep a minimal and modest shoe inventory. --mostly comprised of a pair of Mommy-shoes or everyday loafer type.
Last week I enjoyed replacing my old pair of Mommy-shoes with a new pair and having an occasion to wear some non-Mommy ones as well. The shoe fettish lives on.