Me and my Chuck Taylor

I am a shoe fanatic. I have a fetish for shoes, any type of shoes. Why shoes? Well for me, shoes define a person, his taste, and his preference.

When it comes to choosing shoes, I am very picky. First, I check the brand, then the quality and lastly, the style. Some goes with men. I check the attitude of the guy first, then his background (social, educational etc) and finally his sense of style.

Last year I bought a pair of black hi-cut Converse Chuck Taylor. I thought it was good considering the fact that I paid good money for it and my old chucks lasted for a couple of years before it gave up on me or the other way around. I wore my new chucks to the office, to the mall, to church & to almost anywhere I go. Such was my style until I grew tired of it. I felt so "baduy" and so un-ladylike.

Almost at the same time I bought my chuck taylor, I met an old friend whom haven't seen for quiet some time. We've known each other for a couple of years & instantly upon seeing him, I felt a familiar tingling feeling growing deep inside me.

Just like my chucks, he has the brand, the quality and the sense of style that I looked for. I just wondered why I hadn't noticed it before. If my chucks would bring me to places, every place I go, my thoughts of him would accompany me as well. He became part of my system, my routine. Every waking, sleeping & dreaming moment was spent with him.

Unlike my chucks, I didn't grow tired of him. He's like an all-time, all season, all occasion shoes for me. He is the kind of shoe that defines me, myself as a friend and a lover. Very much unlike of my chucks, it was him who grew tired of me (I think). I only use my chucks now when I really need it or if it fits the occasion. With this guy, he only remembers me when he needs something from me, a favor of some sort.

Oh well! Men and shoes, so alike yet so different.:-))