The Red Shoes
I have such a thing for red shoes. I am continually stopping to look in shoe shop windows as a flash of red catches my eye. There is something about red shoes that makes such a statement. It says I’m here and I matter. There is of course an element of ‘look at me! look at me! and I would be lying if I professed that element didn’t appeal too. So, when I saw my daughter’s red sandals, which she had laid beside her picnic blanket, whilst lying out in the sun, I just had to take a photo.
Is there an item of clothing which you find yourself continually drawn to? What do you think it says about you?