Confessions of a Shoe Addict
My name is Nikki, and I am a shoe addict. I don’t remember exactly how or when my addiction started, but I do know that I’ve been hooked on footwear for at least seven years. I exhibit all the classic signs of shoe addiction. For example,
- “I want to buy new shoes!” is my first thought every time I walk into a mall or whenever I get my hands on some extra cash;
- I buy ridiculously uncomfortable shoes only because they look sexy on my feet;
- I wear aforementioned ridiculously uncomfortable shoes to school, the mall and everywhere else even if they give me blisters the size of small countries;
- I have four times as many pairs of shoes as I do pants;
- I believe that there is no such thing as owning too many pairs of shoes.
Yes, I know all about the horrific things that stilettos can do to a person’s health, and believe me, I’ve tried time and again to control my shoe spending. Unfortunately, I simply cannot resist the lure of pretty footwear and always crack after a few months of resistance.
One wonderful thing has come out of this obsession, though. It led me to make peace with my feet. My feet are a bit on the wide side, and I used to despise them. During my foot-hating years I wore only closed shoes—absolutely nothing with an open toe.
My obsession with shoes changed all that. It made me realize that life was too short for brooding over things I couldn’t change. It helped me come to the conclusion that it was pointless to waste all my time hiding my feet when there were so many beautiful shoes waiting to be worn. Bring on the blisters! I say they’re worth it.