just a little ditty...

i'm not really sure when it all began, but i have this thing about feet. it is weird, but i have a love-hate relationship with them.

i don't remember when it registered with me that my big toe is really a big toe....it is fat and smooshed and big. i decided i hated it and would NEVER wear sandals again. but then the summer before my junior year of high school a friend talked me into a pair of sandals. i remember them well. they were red, and frankly, are the same kind of sandal back in style today. with great fear, i bravely wore them in public. i feared the pointing finger, the shocking faces, the questions about my BIG toe.

amazingly, noone really seemed to notice. i guess i should back up and say, that i always preferred to be barefoot and i'm not really sure why it never struck me that people could see my toes when i would romp around barefoot. i think the whole color of the sandal seemed like it would draw attention to my feet.

anyways...that purchase started this great love affair with sandals and frankly feet. i am now someone that loves sandals...and i like to look at people's feet. i remember one of the first things i asked my future hubby was to see his feet. thankfully, he has nice ones:)

while i love feet...i still have great disdain for mine. truly, i despise my feet...but i figure if i slap enough nail polish on (you will rarely find my toes free from color) and slather them with lotion they will pass for a bit of cuteness.

so that picture above...it is my foot inside an imprint of a dinosaur's foot....it is a great way to keep things in perspective...mine aren't that bad and inside there...they are kinda cute:)

and in the words of my favorite author:
left foot, right foot, feet, feet feet oh how many feet you meet

Comments

TWitmer said…

I never knew you felt that way....so do I!!!!!! I hate my big toe. I never wore open toe sandals until after college...no joke!

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