Silver Sequined Shoes

In my first post I said this statement: "So, even though I was bigger than most my age, never had new clothes, and had no physical talents, I wore sequined silver flats like I was Cinderella, I smiled like I was priceless, and I did not care about what other people thought of me because I KNEW that His view of me was all that mattered. "

I still have those Silver Sequined Shoes. They are full of holes, falling apart, and very dirty, but they are my treasures. I was given to them in pretty much brand new condition by my teenage neighbor when I was in the 5th grade. I loved these shoes. Just imagine the picture of me in your head. A 5th grade girl, bigger in size than most in her class, a plain t-shirt that is worn often, and a very worn/falling apart pair of jeans, simple face, and hair in a pony tail. Then, you see her feet. How can you not? On her feet are the shiniest pair of silver sequined flats that turn into disco balls in the sun. Got the picture in your head? Yep. That was me. I wore those shoes no matter my outfit from 5th grade up to the 8th grade. When I got to the 7th grade I had to start putting card board into the bottoms and duck taped the inside so that my feet wouldn't touch the ground. I did everything to keep wearing them. They were my favorite pair of shoes. After I couldn't wear them anymore, I searched every where for another pair but they weren't made in that style anymore. I think the reason why I loved them so much was because my inner self was yearning to come out and by wearing those shoes, I was allowing a piece of me to show. A fun, hopeful, happy, bright side. There was something about them that brought me so much joy. I have a very vivid memory of standing by the window in my 6th grade classroom. The room was empty because it was recess and the sun was pouring in through the window. I just stood there, for several long minutes, staring at the beautiful rainbows exploding from my shoes. They were beautiful, and I was the vessel of its beauty. It felt good to be such. During that time, I discovered the ability to not care what other people thought. I danced proudly in those shoes. I smiled at everyone's questioning faces like I had no idea what they could possibly have to say me and I lived like no one was watching. Thank you silver sequined shoes!

-Fun Fact: I wore them to my first prom. Yep. I remade one of my sisters old homemade prom dresses and on it was a diamond broach. So, I decided that I wanted to wear silver shoes. Once again I tried to find a new pair of the shoes that I loved so much. After not being able to find the perfect pair, I resulted to my old ones. I pulled them out of my treasure chest, applied a new layer of cardboard and fresh duct tape. They still looked silver/gray and not all of the sequins had fallen off, plus no one would see them under my dress. So I wore them to prom, and felt like a Princess the whole time! I was Me! It was amazing.