Tangerine
So this is how I know God really wanted me to have these shoes.
I looked at them a week ago. I loved them for two reasons. One, they are Candies shoes. Candies, people (think: Grease, Olivia Newton-John in the late 70s…Ok, get it?). Two, they are retro platforms. I may or may not have had the same shoes in patent leather black in 1976. And in light, strappy tan in 1977. Trés comfortable! Trés bon!
But, they were $50 and a totally unsensible color called Tangerine.
Then this morning, while doing just a little bit of Heaven Fest work very early, I was listening to the standards (I love Frank of course, but adore Dean Martin, Rosemary Clooney, Jimmy Dorsey, etc), I heard the song, “Tangerine,” (YouTube above). And I remember those shoes going right through my mind, yes they did. At 6:42 am or so.
Shopping, minding my own business…
When I happened by the shoe department at Kohls several hours later: there they were…in MY size…on SALE for $17.99. This was a God moment. I heard angel choirs break forth in song.
I had the fleeting thought that I might be making a ridiculous mistake, but when I put them on…aaaahhhhhh….perfection. Platforms are so surprisingly wonderful. They look high, but your foot is almost totally level, so good, c’est magnifique!
This evening I am just walking about in them {traipsing around the backyard, running up and down the stairs, whatever} for no special reason, other than I just love looking at them. They have ignited my very sole. And, yes, I meant that play on words because I am goofy-in-love with my new shoes! This does not happen often, but when it does…forever.
NOTE TO SELF: Nail polish in the exact same shade…find and paint away!
















