People come about to posses ugly shoes. Maybe their shoes broke when they were out and they needed a cheap and quick substitute pair. Maybe they were their moms’. Maybe the shoes were dirt dirt dirt dirt cheap. Maybe their boyfriends thought they were fashionable. Maybe they were gifts. Maybe they were uniform shoes, part of some equally bad blouse and skirt. Maybe.. maybe.. maybe… some people just have bad taste.
Was roaming the shoe department when a lady nearby, beaming with much delight, exclaimed to her companion, who was some distance away, “Look! Aren’t these sooo nice?!” She held up her newly-shod feet.
I couldn’t help but sneak a peek.
“NOOOO!!” I screamed in my head. My eyes convulsed in an epileptic fit.
They were high heeled mules, with an unflattering crescent peep toe, in black patent leather, adorned with a metallic buckle set with rhinestones. NO NO NO NO NO!
Everything about the shoes were wrong. Mules are ugly. High-heeled mules are highly ugly. It’s no longer a peep-toe if the opening is so big it shows most of your toes. Patent leather should be kept simple. Metallic buckle with rhinestones is.. is… is.. ugly.
And the thing I don’t get is that the lady was exclaiming in such an amazed delighted tone, as if she was setting her eyes on such a style of shoes for the first time in her life, as if the shoes were the latest design out of some fancy label, or as if the shoes were the most unique, most quirky, most funky thing ever. The shoes were none of the above. None. They were ugly. I’m usually not a judgmental person (if I may say so myself), so if I say it’s ugly, it’s got to be ugly. I have never used the word ugly so many times in one thought ever.
