This is not a shoe blog: I think I am falling in love with the cobbler

I missed a day. How can you blame me? I was preoccupied with shoes. Delightedly, somewhat obsessively preoccupied with shoes. Crazy enough, I wasn't craving some new designer heels that could cash in my rent check (OK, I am pretty much always lusting after those, but mostly in that same way I tell people confidently that Matthew McConaugheeeeeeyyyy is my second husband...no really, he is, and he's bringing me engagement shoes).

I am actually embracing this time of economic crisis by taking better care of the shoes I have. As might be expected of a lower class shameless shoe whore, I admit to having plenty of scuffs and worn down heels on my favorite shoes. I try to take care of them, but apparently I walk hard (or something). This year, though, I decided to get out my well-worn favorites that might have otherwise gone neglected or lost their place to a new pair of shoes. I got out my boots and in what felt like a flurry of self-care and ultimate shoe-love, found a cobbler and gave them over to him with his polish-stained hands and tiny shop that smelled horribly of leather and something too toxic to even think about what it did to my lungs in that eight minutes.

I had heels repaired, toes mended and each pair shined. It wasn't cheap but it was well worth the price to pretty up the boots that I am now excited to wear now that the weather's turned. I lined them all up just as the cobbler returned them to me, standing tall and proud with rolled newspapers inside, and I couldn't help but clap and say, "Hello, lovahhhhs." (Don't judge, we all have our partners in crime. Mine require a taut leg to zip up. Either that or platforms that allow me to pretend I am a more Ann Taylor version of Christina Aguilera for the ten minutes I can stand in them.)

My tip for today, then, is to pick a few pairs of your favorite shoes and bring them into the season with a visit to the cobbler. Now that my boots looks so lovely, I feel the need to prepare for summer by handing over my sandals now, so I'll meet you there.   

Comments

[furiousball]

i love cobblers, seriously. someone imparted the wisdom of taking some beat up shoes to one about ten years ago and it's friggin' magical what they can do to a pair of shoes

[Julie]

i LOVE your engagement shoes! :)