She Gave Me the Keys...and then took them back because I was talking about her shoes!

I just read the most amusing blog on the She Gave Me the Keys Blogspot. For those of you who don’t know, Mr. Keys went on a rampage a few years ago about girls and flip-flops. His most recent one expressed not only his utter dislike for Uggs, but his appreciation for female wagon riders because it is because of you that he can easily see his compliment.

I know…the nerve! I have to admit, it was a good blog, and I think his overall message of individuality was a good one. I especially enjoyed the pictures of, I believe, Malinda Williams…

Side Bar: Malinda did look fly ladies. If you get a chance go to the blog and check out the blue bag she’s carrying…BANGIN’!

…who, it appears, he is comparing us to. We never get sick and tired of that, do we girls???!!! Being compared to celebrities, models, and yes even the video ho**, I’m sorry, I mean video vixens. Howeverrrr, using our choice of shoes as a reflection of our overall character, well…”GASP!”

Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy a sexy pair of shoes just as much, if not more, than the next gal. The excitement of finding that perfect three to four incher with just the right amount of girly, girl, sex appeal, and on sale, puts me on a high that no drug in this world can match!!! However, you know what excites me more – A man that recognized a woman on her hustle. Would I love to wear those perfect sexy, shoes that I found on sale all of the time? Of course. Unfortunately my daily grind just won’t allow it. There’s no time for sexy-walking…

Side Bar: I’m going to have to change that. There is always time for sexy-walking.

There is not time for sexy-shoe-wearing-it when you are rushing to the gym seven in the morning to try and get an hour workout in before your work day start. There is not time for sexy-shoe-wearing-it when you have an hour during your lunch break to run to the bank and/or the post office and/or the pharmacy and/or the market and/or the art supply store to pick the supplies for your kids project that’s due tomorrow that he conveniently told you about the night before but it’s really not all his fault because you read about it three weeks ago but just forgot to put in on you “To Do” list.

There’s no time for sexy-shoe-wearing-it to the event you have to be at in 15 minutes because the meeting that was supposed to be over at six didn’t end until 6:30 and that 45 minute travel time you factored in is now cut down to 15 minutes. Do you sexy-shoe-wear-it once you get to the event? YES!!! However, there is no time for sexy-shoe-wearing it back to your car that you parked two miles away because it was free and it cost $25 to park in town. Not to mention you just spent the last hour or so on your feet socializing and networking trying to build your clientele and/or get the word out about your business or the organization you work for so the idea of sexy-shoe-wearing-it to your car is out the question. Sure you can cab it, but then Mr. Keys will be blogging about you needing to lose weight and posting pictures of Rosie O’donnell, Monique, and Jabba the Hut on his blog page, so you are going to walk that two miles.

After repeating that routine throughout the week, you don’t feel like sexy-shoe-wearing it on the weekend. You feel like those flip flops, those Uggs, and in my case, those rain boots—YEAH I SAID IT...RAIN BOOTS, AND NO IT’S NOT RAINING! Do we still take advantage of the places where we can sexy-shoe-wear-it? YES! Do we take advantage of those places that don’t require sexy-shoe-wearing-it? YES!

“You are one beautiful woman!”

Nope, that’s not from a trendy song – just from a man that understands a woman is not defined by the clothes or the shoes she wears, but by her strong spirit, her dazzling personality, the depth of her knowledge, and her persistence and desire to some way, some how, make her mark.

So in return I’d like to thank Mr. Keys. No, not for making sure I see that blue bag that Malinda is carrying so I can try to find something similar. No, not for helping me realize that my rain boots are cool after all. I’d like to thank Mr. Keys for the book recommendation. Blink: The Power of Thinking without Thinking. I’m going to have to get that!