I had purchased some one or two dollar pale pink sneakers to paint. Except I grew up in Western Pennsylvania, so they were tennis shoes. Thinking I was super cool (even though I was pretty much the opposite), I painted faces on the toes of my shoes to give them...character. (Turns out I'm still pretty much the opposite of cool.) I loved those shoes so much I wore them until the sole was separating from the top. To me, this added to the cool factor because they were separating at the toe. Now the mouth of my shoes could really move!
I managed to keep my mouth-flapping shoes a hidden from my parents until one of our weekend trips out of town. My Dad was not happy that his daughter was walking around in shoes that were falling apart. My mother and I were immediately sent to the mall to get me a new pair of shoes. Funny how I didn't appreciate that at the time.
These days I say sneakers instead of tennis shoes. (Makes me a little sad too.) I also will accept any excuse to purchase a new pair of shoes. Not everything changes. I still have a favorite pair of sneakers that I have worn to the ground. (Though the soles have not separated yet!) And I don't use puffy paint so much, but I still love glitter.
Here are the shoes.:
The fact they they look more like shoes for a grade school kid or a cheerleader will not prevent me from wearing them proudly and grinning from ear to ear. I didn't even get any glitter on the ceiling. Hooray!