I love shoes as much as I think any woman loves shoes. But there is such a thing as too much. Really? Yes, really!
For me this moment came when I realized that I did not know exactly which shoes I owned, meaning I did not wear them. So it was time to do something.
I took the time to dig up all my shoes from different closets and put them all in the living room. These are all my shoes. Twenty-eight pairs.
There are shoes here I almost never wear, because they do not fit me, or give me blisters. Other shoes are just worn or damaged.
I decided I only want to have the shoes in my closet that I actually do wear and will wear. So the culling could begin.
The beige peep-toes are cute, but I cannot walk in them. The turkoize ballerinas are even cuter, but they give me blisters within twn minutes.
The sturdy hiking shoes are actually broke, so they were the ones I actually threw into the trash. All the other shoes were good enough to donate to charity. I may not like them or I may not be able to walk in them properly, but hopefully other people can wear them and enjoy them.
In the back row you see my new winter-boots, turkoize ankleboots and black ankleboots, and I love these, I wear them very regularly.
Cute flowery rubberboots for when I am working on my balcony or when it is raining. They make me laugh every time I see them, so they had to stay!
In the second rown from the back you see for example my summer-sandals, walking sandals from Teva and for the rest you can see some shoes for the summer, some shoes for a dressy occassion and some for special purposes like my running-shoes.
I managed to bring my shoe collection down from twentyeight pairs to nineteen. And these are all shoes that are not damanged, I can actually walk in them and although I do not wear each one of these every day, I do know I own them and I do use them regularly.
My closets looked much tidier (always a good thing) and I also could throw away many shoeboxes, giving me even more space.
