I first started collecting when I was in 5th grade, the age of 10. It was a damn cold November. My ma dragged me along with here to buy some shoes, not like she ever bought me anything... As I was walking down the stairs I looked down at my toes. I looked around the mall and i glanced at a window... BLUE FOAMPOSITES! When I was a kid (which I still am though), I never thought I would be able to get my hands on those... & As a little girl, she wouldn't be attracted to a pair of sneakers unless it was pink with butterfly designs. Fortunately, my mother also saw what I was looking at in the sneaker store of "Finish Line". I savagely ran up to the Blue Foamposites & jumped for joy. :D My Asian mother was being picky about the price, so I lied and told her I was going to get straight A's for the rest of my life and put that on my stuffed animal bunny named snuggly-puff. No matter how much I was embarassed when her loud and rude Asian voice screamed in my face, It made me want the shoes even more. I just stared at her because I already know enough she's those simple crazy Asian ladies. HAHA. & so she gave in because I began to "sweet talk" my way of getting it. I didn't have a job; I lived my mother and my brother; my mother always took my money no matter how much I had; So how else would I afford to buy these shoes? It was like a once in a life time for me because I wasn't a spoiled brat nor am I now. While riding in the car with my pair of foamposites I was completely in love with my orange box... ♥


UNHAPPILY EVER AFTER...
(Yes there is more to the story.. hehehe!)
Spring arrived, it was pouring in the month of March. Stunting in my pair of foamposites. The guy sitting next to me in class told me he forgot his shoes @ home... since they're all wet & forgetting to dry them. Asian people leave their shoes outside no matter what weather it was. I laughed really hard. & So he wore sandels with socks like a typical Asian. That day, as I went home while it was raining my mom told to keep my shoes outside because they were wet and dirty. It seemed like a logical reason why i should keep them outside. & so the next morning... I was looking for my shoes. They weren't in front of my door where i put them before. BECAUSE THEY WERE GONE! :[ I was late to school that day & because of that I didnt get my perfect attendance award... What did I wear on my feet to school that day, you ask? I wore asian slippers with socks. Just like the guy who was sitting next to me in class.. T____T;

So that concludes my story, this is how my love for shoes started. I am also happy with what I have, though I am craving for a pair of SILVER FOAMPOSITES! & This is the story I will never forget. ^__^;