These girls woke up this morning and decided that they were going to make shoes out of paper.
They proceeded swiftly. The task at hand was so urgent, there would be no time to change out of pajamas and night gowns. Paper shoes MUST BE MADE NOW!
Simple red strappies for one, and ornate closed toe slippers for the other. Funny enough, each one had a vastly different construction process compared to the other and their style reflected their own distinct personality. My youngest constructed her shoes in an organic and intuitive process; basically shaping her sandals directly on her feet. The older sister sketched out her design first, then made careful measurements for her slippers. The completion required several more steps: multiple layers of paper, then paint, lace trim, and tissue paper flowers. This is so typical of the cerebral first child.
Isn't there a saying about shoes? Was it, don't judge paper shoes by its cover? Or don't judge a girl unless you've walked in their paper shoes for a mile?
