Almost as impressive as my book collection, is my collection of shoes. My husband’s friends often offer him sympathy when they see happen to look into my dressing room and see them. And yes, I have a dressing room. It is actually eldest daughter’s bedroom but since she has flown the coop to live in the US, I have claimed the room. That is, until she returns home to spend time with the family when I very happily relinquish my claim on said room and it becomes hers again. But she must live with my shoes…
My shoes bring me joy. When I am having a bad day, and my favorite skirt is a little tight or my jeans don’t fit, my shoes always do! They never let me down and somehow they manage to lift my spirits. I have them on display in my dressing room, not unlike some people display their fine bone china. And just like any collection, they have been gathered on my travels and I can remember the joyous feeling of slipping my foot into each pair, falling in love instantly and claiming them for my own.
Men do it with cars and spend a lot more money than women do on shoes but they tell us that a car is an investment. Well so are shoes … an investment in happiness and very occasionally in comfort.
And shoes don’t take up anywhere near the room a car collection would.
Do you have something you like to collect?