So a co-worker of mine came to me the other day with a concern… His 2 year old daughter is fascinated with her shoes.
Of course, he did not put it that way; it was more like-my daughter is becoming a Bond! (So now I’m a thing?) To what point, I replied–awesome, she’s starting young!
Anyways, it got me thinking back to when I began to love shoes. I can remember sneaking into my mom’s closet and trying on her high heels.
I can also remember spending hours in “Kiddy Kobbler” trying to find shoes with the perfect fit for my extremely narrow heels.
But it was not until I started working that I really became addicted.
My mom is not a shoe addict; but she claims she loved shoes in her day.
So to all the shoe addicts out there: Are we born addicted? Or did we learn to love shoes?
