I’ve always been a pump kind of girls. To me, pump shoes are classic and the little black dress of shoes, you can never go wrong with pump shoes. I did venture out to the gladiator type a while back. A pair of flats sandal to take me around Europe, because I knew my clothes were gonna be substandard so I relied on statement sandals to spice up the look.
I know shoes or fashion in general is an extension of ourselves. We can express our personality through the style and the color that we chose. But it wasn’t until last month, when my mom was hospitalized for a week that I suddenly had the urge to buy specific shoes in conjunction with what I felt inside. Being the oldest daughter, of course I was the one who was in charge for everything. I won’t be going into details here but in addition to my mom being sick, let’s just say there was a challenge I need to tackle by myself (with the husband supporting from behind). And somehow, I found consolation in those fierce-looking shoes. It felt as if those can give the power and the strength I needed and those straps hug my feet comfortably as if it was to say everything would be okay. A very supportive bunch indeed 😀 And those tangled straps are also a reflection of what I felt inside; complicated.
Here’s from left to right:
By the way, I didn’t get those when my mom was in the hospital though. Those were acquired afterward. Now thank God mom is back in her active mode and I couldn’t be happier (because she is healthy..and because my shoes family are growing :D)