Zen and the Art of Shoe Shopping.

Now youthful one, you must hesitate at the threshold before entering, and ready yourself for the spiritual experience you are about to encounter. Three deep, cleansing breaths and take your first step toward the wonderment that lies before you.
Stop. Close your eyes. Feel the power of the shoes penetrate your every sense. The smell of the leather. Hear the various mantras that accompany those holy enough to enter your spiritual home: the sound of buckles and clasps. Wait for it, and…the scared sound of four inch stilettos clicking across the floor.
Open your eyes. Let then wander as you take in the sights. This is the aesthetic that will take you to Your Place. Let the shoe choose you as you rove over the many babies.
It calls to you. You follow it’s siren song. You pick it up. Feel the material in your hands. Accept its power over you. Ask the temple high priestess or priest for your own spiritual size. It comes to you. Fold back the protective sheath of it’s home, and slip it onto your perfectly pedicured biped. Feel it. Love it. Become one with the shoe.
Stand. Transcend your balance as you walk over to the mirror. It becomes a nearly voyeuristic experience. Vogue.
Nod the sacred nod, and utter the chat: “I’ll take them.”
As with all pathways to enlightenment, there are sacrifices. Skin, balance, comfort, and monetary goods will need to be parted with. Remember youthful one, it is all for a greater good.
Feel the weight of the sacred vestments as the priest or priestess solemnly passes you your new shoes. Breathe deep.
Woefully bid adieu to the remaining babies. Promise them that you will return, and give them an equally good home as your new ones.
Return home. Breathe deep. Prepare for the ultimate experience of true ownership and self satisfaction. Gently pull you new footwear from it’s home. Regard them as you would a miracle unfolding before your eyes. Admire them. Respect them.
Finally, the The Moment arrives. You slip them on your feet. Feel their power as they make your calves stretch, make your legs long, and make your arches do things they’ve only dreamt of.
Look in the mirror.
Nirvana.