Footprints of Joy :)

This morning when I woke up I decided to write something. Writing always gives me joy. The ability to transform my thoughts into a piece of text has always given me satisfaction and happiness.  As I was pondering over what to write about, this thought hit me! BANG ON!!

Why not write about the things I love, things I like doing, things I love to talk about?? J

So here is my first J

This is probably one thing in the planet that I will never get bored of buying! FOOTWARE! Anybody who knows me will definitely know about my obsession for these. I always feel I can do with one more pair of foot ware, no matter how many I have back in my shoe rack J

Walking into a shoe store and the possibility of owning something from there gives me an adrenalin rush akin to what people get when they are on an adventure ride. I can feel the raising pulse and the immense joy just as I walk into the store. I am probably one of the victims of retail marketing. I simply fall for advertisements, the catchy phrases, the beautifully lined foot ware on the glass shelves, the colors, the patterns!!omg!( whoa!! Even typing these  give me Goosebumps) .Be it casual flip-flops, beautifully designed ballerinas, bejeweled slip-ons, elegant sandals, beaded foot ware, boots, peep-toes, polka dot wedge heels, pen heels; I could just go on naming the stuff , just reading or taking about these give me a surge of happiness and a desire to buy more and more and more (basically ,never stop :P ) You could pick each type for a specific occasion, be it a formal office meeting or something funky or even something purely functional. So yesterday when I walked into a foot ware store I felt no different. The minute I entered I set my eyes on the lovely pair placed beautifully under a gleaming stream of light on a glass rack J I knew @ that moment that I would walk home with that. There is this golden rule about satisfied buying- “ never pick the first thing  you see, even though you know that is what you want and there is a 99% chance  that you will walk out with that, don’t make the selection until you have checked the other options”.  The odds that you will pick something different might be pretty minimal, but still the satisfaction stems only when you have looked @ every other option. So I started my hunt. I tried everything on that rack. It does not stop with just trying. I walked up to every mirror in the store and checked the reflection of my feet. When I walked into the store I felt my feet looked so ugly and so unpretty with oddly shaped nails. But the second I slipped onto the lovely pair on the rack, I felt transformed. I felt my feet looked the prettiest in the planet, I had the kind of feeling that probably Cinderella had when she stepped into the glass shoes from her fairy godmotherJ.(ok, I won’t brag more on the feeling  , I hope you get the drift, it just felt really good J)  I should probably  have made a disclaimer before I started writing this, but then again I could always mention it now. All the feelings mentioned above are indeed true and very much experienced by me. Things might sound a bit overrated, but nonetheless this is very true. The joy and the experience that goes into buying things transcend much beyond just owning stuff. And the foot ware industry has definitely transformed our outlook when it comes to this. It has moved from being a mere necessity to something that defines who you are.  Am not talking about big labels, or super branded foot ware. It could be something you picked from a roadside kiosk. But the foot ware you pick talks a lot about you. Nothing beats the idea of having a good  pair of foot ware that  adds beauty to your feet and beautiful foot ware is something that completes your look. So every time i walk into a shoe store I just don’t go to buy something. I feel the ambiance around me, try on everything before I am satisfied and make my choice, look @ every mirror in the store, feel the texture, admire the craftsmanship that went into making that piece of beauty and finally make my choice. I just don’t buy shoes I make a small piece of memory for myself with that buy, for that matter with every buy I make J

Love

Sanz

PS: I finally walked out of the store with a beautiful peeled back  beaded-strap that embraces your ankle and which makes your feet look nothing less than WOW!(Goosebumps again :P )