Anthropological Quest

So now that I've bought a dress, I need shoes to go along with it.

When I came home from dress shopping I went into my closet and began pulling out all my shoes. It's been so long since I've worn them that I had forgotten what I even had. I've spent over 2 years in stretchy comfortable clothes. I upgraded once and bought a cute pair of stretchy, short pants from Old Navy's maternity section. All the designer shoes I had collected over the years lay in waiting during this time of introspection.

When I pulled them out it was a blast from my past to realize I have those! Right, and those! OMG, shoe delirium. They were all covered in a thick layer of dust after being neglected for so long. Each different pair unlocked memories of before. Before diagnosis, oncology appointments and chemotherapy. Before bone marrow biopsies and blood transfusions to a time of art show openings, University classes, working in theatre and dinners with friends.

This was a vintage pair of silver sandals which I attached beads all over.

Pair of vintage sandals.

Flame platforms with a secret compartment, how cool is that!

Fluevogs!

Fluevogs!

Fly's!

Beautiful red swirly shoes that were purchased mainly for my long lost job at the University library.

This whole experience has filled me with a sense of settling back into place. Somewhere I belong. These shoes accompanied me to a lot of different places and experiences. They are like little beacons of connection, even if that connection is just the memory. Hope and opportunity are locked within them.