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Copyright 2004 by N. Julius
Shoephoria
On average, the respondents to the YoLG Shoe Usage Survey reported buying just over four pairs of shoes in the last six months. Through immense commitment and Herculean effort, I managed to amass three new pairs of shoes in that same time period. So now I almost know what it's like to be an average girlish woman.

Now before you read the chronicles of my shoe-phoric purchases, please take a moment to consider the effort involved for me. Each of the three shoes was bought on a separate shopping excursion, and each excursion had as its primary mandate the sampling and purchase of shoes. There were at least three barren shopping trips. That means that in a mere six months I invested more time in the hunt for footwear than in the rest of my life combined. And I am including in that tally the 50-60 years of my life that have yet to transpire.

I'm happy to say that I strayed bravely from my usual mainstay of black or brown foot-shaped shoes. You might even say I got a little trendy in the process. The first new togs, purchased in the abnormally long and chilly spring, are knee-high, camel-colored microfiber boots. They boast square toes and two-inch stacked heels. If I wear them too long they start digging into my Achilles tendons and they can be a bit sweaty on a warm day, but other than that they're pretty comfortable. And heck, since they only cost $30 I'm not about to complain.

The best part of the microfiber boots is their undeniable chicness. I know they're chic because everyone, from my really fashionable office mate to my trend-impaired sweetheart, notices them. Even the captain of my hockey team thought they were cool. This first taste of success emboldened me in my search for new shoes #2.

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