(This picture was found through an online search of "celebrity shoe closets" at fashionrootie.com with the follow attribution:
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(This picture was taken by me on my Kindle Fire on 7/29/2015 and represents the sum total of my 'shoe closet'.)
I am blessed. I realize this.
I may have only one pair of shoes, but that puts me ahead of the majority of the world's population. (Besides, generations of small, furry family members are partially to blame for my lack of footwear.)
This picture was taken on our front porch. We used my share of the proceeds from the sale of my mother's house in Utah (she passed in March 2011) to pay 'cash' for my husband's paternal grandmother's home in Kentucky (after she passed in 2013). That's right. We own our home with no mortgage. That puts us 'ahead' of the majority of our 7-billion planet co-dwellers.
Then yesterday, I saw a feature on Yahoo about 'celebrity shoe closets', many of which looked like the one featured in the first picture up there. To tell the truth, I've been struggling with my mood of late. Well, that was the straw that broke this camel's back.
I understand that female celebrities are judge differently than their male counterparts. Witness the photo with Selena Gomez, Adam Sandler and Kevin James. She is wearing a red satin dress with a thigh-high slit and high heel shoes. The men are dressed in sweats, gym shorts, tee shirts and tennis shoes.
Why can men get away with dressing casually, when women are criticized for wearing anything that is not from a famous designer and God forbid they wear things more than once!
And can we talk about the excess?
There is more food in that celebrity closet than at a charitable food bank. And cost of one column of the shoes on the shelves in 'picture A' could support village in an developing nation for quite some time.
When do we start valuing human life more than having more stuff than 'the Jones'? When does it matter more to us that a single child in our country (and here I mean the USA, specifically) goes to bed with enough food in his or her belly to make it through the next day, than it does that the 20+ people who think they have what it takes to become the President of the United States raise yet another BILLION dollars to spend on their campaigns, all but one of which are guaranteed to l.o.s.e.?
It's enough to make me cry. No lie. I was disconsolate last night.
Stay tuned. Tomorrow or Friday (when my fires have been sufficiently revived) I will post the 2nd half of this rant, or why "I'm Not Going to Take It Anymore". Don't worry, though. I don't want my '15 minutes of fame'. I'm going to make a plan as to how I can make a needed change. I don't delude myself that I can solve any of the world's problems. But I can sure as hell make my little corner of it better.
Maybe if enough people feel that way (and I know there are those out there already laboring in the field, so to speak, and God bless each and every one of them) ... well, every drop goes to fill the bucket.