October 16, 2019 - 33 - "Adult Light-y Up Shoes"

          

     

    

  Remember in the movie "It's a Wonderful Life" when George is going on and on to Mary about lassoing the moon and the beams coming out of her fingertips...  

     An old man observing the scene from his porch says: 
          "Why don't you go ahead and kiss her instead of talking her to death?"  
    
    George keeps hemming and hawing and the man ends up going in his house in disgust.  His parting line is: 
           "Oh, youth is wasted on the wrong people."
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     I thought of that quote the other day.  We were in the Portland Airport and there was this darling little girl running around the gate area with her pretty pink lighty-up  shoes winking to beat the band.  

     I was IN LOVE!!!  

     With the shoes, of course.  The little girl was cute but dang!:  Those SHOES!!! 
 ( s i g h)

   This question keeps coming up for me:  Why don't they make shoes like that for adults??  

     The answer is that now they sort of do.  You can get shoes with lights.  But they're just regular running shoes.  Usually plain white.  They are advertised as being good safety shoes for jogging at night.  

     Okay.  Fine.  Safety shoes.  Great.  That's...very practical.

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     But I don't want practical ones...I want pretty sparkly ones!  Maybe not quite all-pink-all-the-time kinds.  But, ya know, pretty. 

     The problem is, really, that I have the EXACT PAIR I WANT in my head.  They have glitter flowers in deep tones.  (Deep, but cheerful...like a raspberry pink, a kelly green, lemon yellow...)  I can just see them.

     I also wouldn't mind some done in black and red and gold.  You know...for those more formal light-y-up-shoe-wearing occasions. 

     Alas, I've never seen quite what I have in mind.  But ‘Someday.’, I tell myself.  ‘Someday I will find those shoes and my life will be complete.’

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    I napped on the plane with visions of festive sneakers dancing in my head.

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     When we got to Dallas.  I went to baggage claim to retrieve our bags.  Michael headed out to the parking lot to retrieve the car.  

    Sitting on a bench outside with our stuff, and there they were again...

    My shoes!

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    And what was the little girl doing in those precious, fun, happy shoes?  

    She was pitching a fit.  

    Her parents were trying to get her in a car and she was screaming bloody murder.  

     The tantrum went on so long that the parents actually told her they were going to leave with the aunt and uncle, or whoever came to get them.  The adults all got in the car and shut the doors.

     I nearly started to feel bad for her, and was bordering on thinking this was child abuse.  I mean...poor thing, travel is tough.  It's been a long day...  Heck, there are days I feel like pitching at least that big of a fit.  She's just tired, I figured.

    But then she did the unthinkable:  She kicked the tires with her cute shoes!!!  

    I could see big black scuffs all over the toes and one of the lights looked a little wonky.

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    Just then Michael pulled up.  I guess I looked annoyed because he asked if something was wrong.  

     I couldn't help but say:   

          "Oh, lighty-up shoes are wasted on all the wrong people!!!"  

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"The Wizard of Oz is the Ultimate Chick Flick:  Two women fighting over a pair of shoes."

-unknown

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"To wear dreams on one's feet is to begin to give reality to one's dreams." 

-Roger Vivier

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