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When You Wish Upon A Shoe…

May I preface this post by saying that this is not my closet. Firstly, there aren’t nearly enough shoes. I counted only about 120 pairs in this closet, and I am really much closer to 170 pairs. Secondly, I keep all my shoes in boxes, so they don’t get dusty or have sun shining on them. Thirdly, do you see those handful of shoe boxes at the top? In my closet, they would have photos of their contents stuck to the front. However, I am uber-jealous of the shelf space dedicated to fancy footwear. Yes, I do have a “room” for my shoes. It’s really a dormer in the loft of my apartment, but the shoes are stacked 5 boxes high and go all around the perimeter of the space. (I also keep bags and winter sweaters up there, it isn’t entirely dedicated to shoes) But I don’t have the shiny white shelves and artfully arranged set-up; this looks more like a chic boutique (minus the dirty Chucks on the bottom row) than a closet.

I have a new quest: over the next few weeks I will be a) documenting my shoes (i.e. taking measurements, making lists and snapping photos for posterity) and b) re-arranging them into a more aesthetically pleasing formation. When my shoe-closet transformation is complete, I’ll post my pics/field notes for you to study. Yes, this is a very scientific precedure; this is not one of those willy-nilly half-baked projects you tried to do in your 5th grade chemistry lab. There will be no pimply lab partner, no inexplicable goo, no explosions, and no mistakes. I will be very detailed and meticulous. I’ll have official paperwork and carefully tick off the appropriate boxes while peering at each specimen with magnified lab-glasses and a critical eye honed by years of experience. I may even wear a white lab coat and every-so-0ften I’ll tap my forehead with my pencil, trying to decide whether this specimen should be be checked into the “dressy” box or the “special occassion only” box. I’m kind of excited just thinking about it! I may discover shoes that I’ve nearly forgotten, carefully wrapped in tissue paper and tucked away in their box, partly hidden behind a stack of strappy sandals. If you notice that I haven’t posted for a few days, please send a search party to my loft; I will most likely be happily surrounded by boxes of shoes and completely oblivious to the fact that 4 days have passed.

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