A long, long time ago, in a town (not too far) away, a little girl threw a pair of shoes out the door. They were fug lace-ups, and she wanted to wear the patent ballet shoes.
That little girl was me, and my freak is still on about shoes. Fussy, fussy, fussy, even though the 4" stiletto heels are a thing of the past.
Beyond that, I have a... a.... thing about peoples' feet and their shoes and how they wear them, stand in them, take care of them, and walk in them. You can tell a lot about people without raising your head from ground level (good if you're shy).
Example A: look at this rando photo of a group of people, feet only. You can tell their personalities, attitude, outlook on life — amirite? Sorry for cutting off your heads, kids; but I can tell how each and every one of youse is gonna end up as an adult.