I have always loved pretty shoes. Like many little girls and maybe boys, I can remember trying to walk in my mother’s pumps. My mom had a fancy pair of white crystal pumps that I was positive were exactly like Cinderella’s, since they looked like sparklingly glass slippers.  She kept them in a special box on the top shelf of the closet.  I never actually remember her wearing them, but I remember when I was allowed to try them on. I might have been 4 or 5 and my shoe fate was set!

I remember my first pair of high heels.  I was about 10 years old.  Black patent Mary Jane’s with a 3-inch heel, really too high for a 10 year old. However, these hand me downs fit and my mother was not about to turn down a pair of new church shoes for me. I loved these shoes. I loved how tall they made me, and I loved the sound the heels made on the floor. I felt like I was a tap dancer.

I fondly remember the first time I purchased a pair of shoes solely for the purpose of wearing them on stage. I was new to comedy, maybe a year in– when I saw these beauties on the sale rack at DSW. All I could think was ‘These shoes are funny.’

Nine dollars- yes for $9 I started what would become my on stage persona. I always wear fancy shoes – if you don’t like my jokes you can always look at the shoes. I loved these boots. What’s not to love about sherbet lime green patent leather boots?!?  I have worn this pair of boots more on stage then any other shoes I own. Sadly these boots gave up the ghost a few years back, but they still remain among my all time favorites.  RIP my funny green boots. I still miss you.

Laura