On the tube this evening, I saw a man wearing black patent leather pointy shoes with red trimming. I just had to tell him how much I loved them, which of course, sparked a conversation about the rest of the shoes in his closet.
From the gold dinosaur skin shoes to the lilac boots to the ‘old red ones’ – he seemed to have them all. Confidently, he explained that he had been to a job interview earlier that day. As a result, he had made an effort to dress moderately appropriate, except, allowing himself the shoes as his rebellion.
They may have just been a wacky pair of shoes to some, but to me they illustrated the importance of uniqueness and rebellion.
I will never forget that man or those shoes.
He was a man who truly left footprints on my heart.
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