I am a minimalist, I can now say that without feeling the shame that was prevalent previously with that statement. It is now cool to be a minimalist. I can be a minimalist and I am actually a beacon of society. I am not the scourge from the bowels of earth because I refuse to add to my already full collection of shoes, clothes, jewellery and purses. I am not banished from society, because I prefer to resole my favorite shoes, instead of buying a new pair of shoes, or put a new zipper on my purse, when the old one breaks down in protest. I am accepted as an important member of society, because I care about the environment and about my debt level.
I do sometimes tend to take the minimalist thing a little overboard. I have for a while now needed a pair of shoes. I have size 9 feet, which are temperamental due to the amount of yoga that they are subjected to. Apparently, fitting them into the wrong size of shoes, or jamming them into uncomfortable heels doesn’t do the trick. They are demanding, they need comfortable, pretty, and perfectly sized shoes. I had a lack of those in my closet.
Due to yoga, my feet have expanded. I was a size 8 a couple of years ago. Now I am a size 9. I tried to ignore the fact that my already big feet are now even bigger. But calluses and pain prevailed. I usually would wear sandals to work, but when someone pointed out the unprofessionalism of it, by turning up the A/C a couple of notches up, it forced me to come up with a new pair of shoes that fit, that cover my toes.
I had a birthday coming up, so I asked for a pair of Toms. I’m sure everyone has heard of their One for One deal, if you buy a pair of shoes, they shall donate a pair of shoes to a child in need. It was perfect for my needs. I didn’t need to feel guilty about buying a new pair of shoes. I bought a pair of black Toms.
Do you have a pair?