These are my babies, and I love them.
They keep my feet warm, stylish, and sure-footed. I'm as agile as an Indian in them...or I wish I was as agile as an Indian in them...
But you'll notice in the picture above that these particular moccasins are nothing short of a disaster.
Don't blame them though, they have been through alot.
They are the moccasin's I wore to the First Day of School my Senior year.
I wore them when I was on homecoming court and had to walk across the football field in my beautiful black dress...they were a much better alternative than heels.
And I wore them basically everywhere I went last year so, naturally they would be in rough shape.
The day my Mom told me that I shouldn't/couldn't wear them anymore because they "were the ugliest things she'd ever seen" was the saddest day of my life...
But Hark! A new dawn arose when I found new, lovely moccasins to comfort my grieving feet!
They are so lovely, so comfortable, and they make me as agile as an Indian, except when I walk...then I'm not so agile.
Peace, Love, & Moccasins are God's gift to the shoe lover
P.S. I never got rid of my ugly/pathertic/worn out moccasins...I stowed them away somewhere deep in my closet so that someday I can show them to my kids, and tell them that their Mom was as agile as an Indian. Amen.