#114: Old Dogs
I like to think of my shoes as my loyal companions in life, unwaveringly along for the ride, traipsing the path of my journey. I love my shoes. And to keep them forever young so I can wear them as long as my journey will allow, I also love my cobbler.
This is Maria. She’s my shoe angel. She runs the show at Dino’s Shoe Repair on Columbus Circle in Manhattan, and greets me with a mighty “HIYA DAHHHHLING!!!!! LOOK ALIVE!!!!” when I enter the shop. Vist your local shoemaker and chances are they’ve got an old-school attitude, too.
I appreciate the values of the shoemaker. They practice an honest and traditional craft, and work very hard to keep their customers happy. Imagine my happiness in bringing a pair of disintegrating World War II era high heels into the shop, and having them turn around what feels like a new pair that I could bring to gym class and run The Mile in.
If you pick up a pair of old vintage shoes that you plan to really wear, take them to your cobbler and (at the very least) have them resoled. This will breathe unthinkable new life into the old dogs and ensure that they are fit for the ‘journey.’ (When conditioning vintage leather shoes, be wary of synthetic products that once applied won’t allow the leather to breath. My advice would be to do your research on the best natural products and do this part at home.)
If you pick up a beautiful pair of new shoes, take those to the cobbler, too. Consumerism has us steeped in the practice of Buy, Wear, Toss, Repeat. Good for the economy but bad for the sole! (HI! I LOVE PUNS!)
I just had my favorite pair of boots done up. Fresh soles, a repaired leather strap, an old-fashioned shoe shine…
Wish me well on the journey.