People, I have a lot of shoes, and for some inexplicable reason I cannot stop myself from acquiring more. Despite having enough shoes to open a small boutique I still manage to wear the same ones over and over. Well, I decided that this was foolish and that it was high time I got to know all the shoes in my closet.
Apparently there is a new trend out there called "shopping in your closet" that "recessionistas" undertake. I'm not sure if it is for real or not but I sure keep reading about it in the media and on blogs. It is supposed to be a reflection of the sorry state of our economy---the idea is that we have consumed so much stuff that we could literally have whole new wardrobes if we just looked in the closet. In some respects I agree with this; this Shoe Project is a testament to this. On the other hand I regularly purge my closet and try to only add pieces that I love and will wear often. Does this mean I don't buy things that I regret? No, but I am getting better.
But back to the Shoe Project. It's Friday night and I am somewhat bored so I decided to undertake a fun blog project. My husband Jake photographed my shoes and I will regularly post a picture of a pair and write about it: what drew me to it, where I got it, when I got it. I have a pretty good memory and as we photographed each pair of shoes I was able to recall the circumstances around me bringing them into the fold. My thought is that as I highlight each pair of shoes that I will feel compelled to work those that I do not wear often back into the rotation. Perhaps this does make me a "recessionista" who "shops in her closet". But I have to say, trendy or not, what can be more fashionable yet frugal then rediscovering the great things I already have?!?
There are some shoes I miss and regret getting rid of. One pair in particular is a pair of shoes that I got when we went to San Francisco right after we married in June 2002. We were in Haight-Ashbury and I saw this cool shoe shop, so while Jake looked for a place to park I ran in. I found these shoes that were so perfect. They were by NYLA and they had a small wooden heel, like 1/2", were green leather, Mary Janes that had a small cutout over the toe---a perfect little circle that tied into a sweet little bow. I wore those shoes to death. The heel began to split off, the sole literally cracked in half (they were rather soft soled), and I finally could wear them no more. Now I wish I had kept them and had them fixed, even though it probably would have cost more than I paid for the shoes. I miss those shoes!
Anyway, here is what this project begins with, a shot of my closet and all my shoes. My exercise shoes are on the floor; this shot shows all my shoes in shoe boxes from the Container Store (which I highly recommend, by the way, especially the boot box).
See? It really does not look as though I have that many shoes.