Look at the cute, starter logo Joie made for me!!!

As many of you probably know already, I BOOKED MY FIRST BIG VOICE OVER JOB! I auditioned via Voice123 for an anti-bullying piece for Secret Deodorant, and they hired me! I recorded the final script, and it was a blast. I’m finally starting to feel like a professional, like an actor, and it is awesome! Hopefully this is the first of many bookings. As soon as I can, I will post the piece for all of you! (I also wanna give a shout-out to Voice123 because I got the gig on their awesome site!)

On a sadder note, my favorite shoes died…for real this time. They died for the first time as Nick and I were walking out of Victory one night. After an awkward, drunk phone call and some electrical tape and super glue, all was well. But, I realized last week, after my shoes broke again…it was over…not even Guerrilla Glue could fix it.  It was beyond sad…

So I wrote a soliloquy about it… a SHOE-liloquy, like the last soliloquy I did over the snow break last year...here it is again! Anyways, enjoy the poem at the expense of my shoes.

Shoe-liloquy

To glue, or not to glue,
Isn’t really the question anymore.
The real question is how to dispose,

Of my favorite shoes,

Because these were not just,
a typical, hot, pair of heels,
that get worn down too soon,
or a comfy pair of flip flops,
that were overworked for a summer or two,

Theses shoes,
were a relic,
a tangible item that transcended,
from then to now.

This is the first documented photo I could find of the shoes...10th Grade! And I know I had them earlier than that!

I’ve had these shoes for thirteen years.
They were more than a favorite shoe,
they were the favorite shoe,
They helped me stand tall, feel sexy,
feel cool, feel balanced,
though adolescence, college and young adulthood,

And they were comfy!

But after repairing them many times,
with super glue and electrical tape,
they’ve gone too far,
and the time has come to let them go.

But, it’s hard.
I love these shoes and all they stand for.
It’s hard enough to find a similar pair,
at the store or online,
that make my body look and feel so good,
but,
the memories,
all the things I’ve seen and done in these shoes,
make tossing a pair of shoes embarrassingly hard to endure.

I mean, they’re just shoes, right?
I will find a new pair of shoes.
They will look fabulous,
but I doubt they will provide the comfort,
and timeless grace and stability,
of these legends,
made of leather, wood and foam…
Those new shoes will have great shoes to fill.