I've always enjoyed flipping through magazines; however, growing up in a relatively strict household, with my parents frowning upon most things that aren't going to enhance my academics, I've never subscribed to the typical teen girl magazines, such as Seventeen or Teen Vogue. So I devoured the magazines whenever I had the chance- whether it be at a friend's house or in the grocery store. I was always fascinated by the glossy pictures. Let me back track- it may seem odd to some people, that if I was so in love with fashion, why didn't I just google the pictures? It's probably a forgotten, if not foreign, concept to many- but I grew up in the dial-up era. Meaning, my Internet time was limited because for every minute that I'm on the Internet is a minute that the phone line is not working. Anyway, now that we got that out of the way, let's get back to the story. I finally subscribed to my first magazine, Harper's Bazaar, when I was in college. Since then, I've only fallen more love with fashion.
That brings me to my next point- the shoes. Ahh, the shoes! As a college student living in a laid back college town, I was working with a limited budget and a limited stage. Like most of my peers, I purchased inexpensive fast-fashion clothing and shoes from stores like Forever 21 and Target. It may sound cliche, but my love affair for shoes began when one summer, I watched all 6 seasons of Sex and the City in two weeks. Maybe it's the idea of how a pair of beautiful shoes could make a woman feel powerful, even during her most vulnerable hours. The way Carrie proudly strutted her stuff made her look invincible, even if all other aspects of her life may be falling apart. However, given my modest student income, I couldn't afford any big ticket items, but I would always hover around the Ross shoe racks, and pace around the shoe section testing out various Steve Madden and Jessica Simpson heels. The lack of occasions to wear heels prevented me from buying too many pairs of heels, but it never stopped me from dreaming about someday strutting down the sidewalk in my own Manolo's.
Fast forward to 2010. I got my first real job. As a "young professional" I figured I must dress the part. To start, I purchased my first pair of stilettos (that's NOT from Ross and over $30). They were the most beautiful things I had ever laid eyes on, and the most expensive shoes I had purchased up until that point. Looking back, it was probably very unprofessional to wear to a job interview, but hey, I got the job, so who knows. Of course, once one starts making money, it's only natural that one starts spending money; and since then, I've been adding to my shoe collection. Recently, my shoe acquisition hit a dramatic spike, which led to the birth of this shoe diary.
