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Thursday, August 17, 2006 at 18:34 | 1 Comment | Permalink | in Pictures | Email Article | Share Article 
What is that? Cracked earth you say? Terra cotta?
No, it is one of the shoes that I just replaced. I know it may seem trite, but I'm a sentimental girl. These shoes have been with me for five years, and they have walked all over the world. They've been to Hawaii, Louisiana, Kentucky, New York, Oregon, Nevada, Florida, Michigan, Illinois, Switzerland, Italy, Mexico, Austria, Germany, France, Greece...
They've been stuck in luggage in airports, they've been soaked through with Mississippi overflow, they've walked the ancient ground in the forum, they've been drenched in the Aegean for good luck, they've kicked up their fair amount of dust on the Appian Way, they've been forgotten at Pompeii, they've been threatened by stingrays and snakes, they've trampled on Vesuvius, they've been in a gondola, they've walked in the footsteps of Julie Andrews, they've walked the Hollywood walk of fame...
They've said goodbye to boyfriends, they've said goodbye to best friends, they've said goodbye to moms, dads, and nonnas. . . they've nursed my feet back to health, they've been replaced by Birkenstocks and then preferred once again, they've scoffed at heels. . .
They've lost all their sequins. Their only remaining twinkle is from the gold thread which is now silver - I had to wash real terra cotta and the gypsies of Rome off of them with bleach and a toothbrush.
They've basically been dipped in the river Styx by the heel, but even those magical waters couldn't protect them from the trash can.
And after all this, I went to Target and found a cuter pair for $12.99.
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