We heart shoes forever

I bought a pair of shoes recently. I call them my Tony Hawks. They're a pair a skateboarding sneakers in "Pumpkin Harvest" colours. (No, I'm not a skateboarder; I just play one on my PS2.). They will sit next to my Pharrell Williamses and Jim Carreys, my Air Force 1 sneakers and black canvas high tops respectively. I'm not really sure if a sneaker freaker like Pharrell owns one of these but I'm pretty sure Mr. Carrey used to wear one of those when he was on In Living Color.

Yeah, I love sneakers and yeah, I give them names too. Maybe because most people I know in the creative industry don't wear sandals to work but for me, I don't enjoy showing off my toes in public. I also like to know that if for some reason that I'm kidnapped and escaped to some jungle, I can run around and jump over thick vines with ease. And personally, I don't understand why so many Singaporeans wear slippers everywhere. Warm humid weather + feet out in the open = funky smell.

While I also don't understand most girls' need for endless pairs of Pradas or Hush Puppies (Paris Hiltons and Heather Grahams in my book), I'm certain everyone share will the same insecurities of just owning of just one pair of the same thing. You just can't have one pair. You just can't. You got to have multiple colours and hundreds of varieties. Sometimes I think shoes have telepathic powers, stronger than those of a puppy's eyes. Buy me in red today... Buy me in blue tomorrow... Maybe that's why people wear those Crocs.