if the shoe fits

I had a epiphany the other day... dating = (or atleast is similar to) to shoe shopping. stick with me, this really does make sense.

Here's how it goes. You go out to the store in search of shoes. There are all sorts of stores to chose from. The specialized shoe store, the department store, the trendy fashion store. So from the start, you have many decisions to make. You select your store of choice, and enter hoping to find that perfect pair of shoes. What will it be... the risky, daring stilettos? Modest pumps? Sneaks? Kick ass knee-high boots? the trendy wedge? And, once you settle on a style, you try, try, try them on until you find the right shape.

Now the kicker is, even when you think that you have found "the one" that will work best for you... even after you try it on...you need to walk around in it. At home, at work, outside, inside, to see how that puppy holds up. Will it leave blisters? Will it slowly wear in over time? Are you patient enough to bust out the bandages to moderate the blisters as it wears in? Is it durable enough to last any period of time? Does is just fit right off of the bat? Or is it just suitable for special occasions? Or is it completely incompatible with your particular style, daily activity regimen and taste? And, on top of all of this - is that shoe even for sale? in your price range?? remotely interested?

ahhhh...but the true kick in the ass in this little metaphor is that the coolest shoes are often the least comfortable to walk around in - atleast initially -- and thus are the most risky. AND, typically that perfect pair of shoes is in the store that you would least expect - so you can't really expect to successfully seek them out.

Like many females, I love shoes. The right pair has so much to offer. however unlike most females i hate to shop. i hate stores. i hate having to find the right one amidst an enormous selection of mostly unsuitable options. and i have an extremely limited tolerance of blisters. also, when in the presence of a potentially cool shoe, i'm shy and often afraid to pick it up and try it on -- ah the dredded *shoe rejection* (yes, one can be rejected by shoes!).

when it comes down to it, i'd rather just be outside somewhere, with my dog, wearing (or with if you're following the metaphor) the shoes that are cool, most comfortable and allow me to have the most fun.

I love shoes, but shopping for them sometimes isn't any fun.