Have you ever thought what life with shoes? Yes, yes, the same ones that you put on every day on your feet, those who so pleasantly lively melodies tapping on the floor. However, most of shoes, consider themselves ordinary, and not necessary, especially when they forget to wash and clean a few days. Do not forget about your shoes, otherwise it rebel, and that's when you'll always stumble, fall, and the shoes will norovit clamp foot in a vice and rub the corn. One must be very careful with those with whom decided to make friends, otherwise you risk to get implacable enemy. But to make up with footwear is also very simple: clean noses to shine shoes, dried, checking whether worn heels and then being more grateful to find. Couple will lead you to the most beautiful places so quickly that you do not have time to get tired. They are all different and have very different characters, one owner may be a pair of grumblers, coquette slippers, sandals, and even smoothies. So, here's a.
Once it happened that in the house of a young girl moved a pair of new shoes, bright red. They sincerely believed himself irresistible - and how polished, they sparkled in the sun, and the metal taps on his heels, to create any rhythm. Young and hot, they dreamed of dancing and walking. They could not wait to get to know at least attractive men's shoes, preferably black and shiny.
The hostess, having admired them enough, put shoes in the closet for the rest of shoes. Someone there just was not there and elegant black pumps, lightly battered by time, and high boots slim, elegant as the owner herself, and unsightly and ridiculous leggings and worn white sneakers obviously seen a lot in life, according to neighbors lacked. And in the far corner, not noticed before, there was a pair of shoes worn by time, so that was even impossible to say which color it once was. Couple glumly watched a young acquaintance with the other shoes, listened enthusiastic outpouring of your journey, speaking of which red shoes bouncing with anticipation. Frayed, now a pale brown color, it is when I decided, finally, to speak and gave way to the front, the rest of the shoe reverently parted before her - the shoes were here Sami old.
Red is confused and not knowing what to expect, slightly trembling. But the old shoes graciously nodded, letting him know that they want to make friends and the fear disappeared.
- You talk too much, but life is not know. Dreaming of a bright impressions, but have no idea that only they will remain. And in his later years, at best, here, in the worst somewhere on the outskirts of life, you'll remember how good it was.
- You are very wise! - Admired the red shoes.
- That's because we have lived for many years. Why not just have to see. In my youth, I, like you dreamed of dancing, cavalry, travel and more. My landlady is very fond of me - I was in her first adult pair of shoes. Where we had just been! What are the only rhythm I dropped on the grounds disco! I've seen a lot of the shoe - and leather, polished to a shine, and neat gray, was friends with real army boots, and even the rocker with metal toes. The most ridiculous shoes were blue, but they can laugh when it's pouring rain, and did not want to go anywhere. - Shoes dreamily rolled their eyes. - But since then, it took a long time. And the hostess stopped me to wear. Now I pylyus in the closet, and the bye run those younger and brighter. And as we would like at least once more to run through puddles with those sneakers! Their owner must have long thrown them. Very much it was worn. I was more fortunate, the owner appreciates us.
- What you probably have had an interesting life!
- Oh, yes, not the word.
- Good. Listen. I was born, like many of us, the factory shoes Christian Louboutin
. Then in the box moved to a big store. My sisters quickly bought up, I did no one wanted to take. I could not understand what was happening. I really wanted to have a good hostess, but for some reason, I was still lying on the counter useless. From their older friends, I learned that we all, as people have different growth, we have different size. And my misfortune was that my size was so small that there was no legs, which could have put on. And then, when I'm desperate, she came to the store. It was the eve of her eighteenth birthday, and she came to choose a gift. Immediately I will take a little leg and a feisty character. And I realized that we are destined to be together. I just shouted from his seat - look at me! I'm here! I just need you! And she slowly strolled between the rows, no examples. Finally, he came up to me and held out his hands to me, she decided on a fitting. And bought me! The first time I felt like someone needed. Young mistress loved me and nurtured holila, treated me with care. I think we both felt like royalty when we were together. All the summer of that year she carried us not taking off. I saw the beautiful parks, walking the paths, paved with gravel, on the cobbled streets in the old part of the city, along the narrow dirt paths near the river. We even rode on the boat, and I'm hanging noses, looked at the broad blue river.
We met lots of interesting people. The first was the new polished to a high gloss expensive black shoes. They were always on top, kept apart, and were arrogant snob. We would soon parted from them, but they were very rich. Thanks to the owner of these shoes, we visited a lot of nice-smelling wooden parquet floors of restaurants, clubs and other establishments. But, despite this, we had the month, which would all have come to naught.
These were old and worn but clean sandals. They were agreeable, courteous, well-educated, but poor. At first, it seemed that they are able to truly empathize with any feelings. Then also, it turned out that the owner and sandals just do that engaged in self-flagellation. More pessimistic whiner and I would not have ever met. I do not know how it would have ended, but they broke off all relations with us, finding us too cheerful.
I had friends and dirty sneakers. But they are always late, troubled us was rude and not tolerated.
We met with military shoes - they were strictly forbidden to all and forever. It was impossible to walk on the curb fountain, jump on the bridge to get to the top of a high tower.
That's who it was fun, so it is with the rockers! They loved loud music and motorcycles.
The hostess wore us until late fall, when it never stopped raining. Then she wore to spring us only on holidays. I proudly lay in the box, waiting in the wings. But my mistress was sad. And I knew why. She needs a couple. This is what we are always born with a perfect half. For the right shoes is always left - it's the law. And people are hard: they sometimes over a lifetime can not find his left half. I could please the eye with their beauty, might cheer pleasant walk, but alas this help I told her she could not. And my life was not eternal. I'm already rather worn out by then. And we do not have to wear for the holidays and dates, and a long journey through the city, long walks. From a beautiful holiday shoes, I had become comfortable everyday.
And then, suddenly, we met him. Quite unexpectedly - he came up to us on the street. These were worn white and blue sneakers. More cheerful and lively creatures still meet we did not have. The mistress felt that she was lucky to meet him is in me, because she dressed us all to see him. And I was glad of it! Even knowing that a pair of shoes is not needed, it seemed to me that not only the mistress found your soul mate, but I do. Together we rode the water bus, the city proceeded on foot, I went on a wet curb the fountain, and he even dived into the water! With them was nice and easy.
But my time in the world left. And those shoes, I know, too. Later hostess decided that it's not just the shoes, and began to wear other shoes. Soon I stopped wearing completely and put in the farthest corner of the cabinet. I am here today as antiques - a reminder of a bygone luxury of long, pleasant days of his youth. - Old shoes silent.
Everyone silently pondered what he heard, when the closet door opened, and a woman's hands reached for the shoes. They stood still and immobilized, waiting who will choose.
Mother of a young girl got out of the far corner of the old, worn shoes, carefully wrapped in paper and made it in the trash. More in the closet they never returned.