It was the 1980s and I was the first girl in my class to get Clarks Magic Steps shoes. The ones with the key in the sole. They are perhaps responsible for many things:
- The start of my shoe obsession.
- My flexibility. I always had my foot up in the air showing off the soles.
- Not really feeling Clarks ever since. I mean how can they top that collection? Mary Portas is giving it a shot.
- An even deeper love for David Bowie thanks to the Labyrinth-esque television advert
Mine were black patent with a double strap. On the sole there was a bubble picture window which would change when you turned the key (which I inevitably lost immediately). I also had the same pair in white for my First Communion which I destroyed on my bicycle and were to date the only pair of white shoes I’ve ever allowed myself to own.
My younger sister has no idea what I’m talking about. These never made the hand me down as I wore them to death then dissected them with a screw driver (don’t try this at home kids).
Since then I’ve loved the Liberty x Nike collections (especially last years collection that was inspired by print designs by famous children’s illustrators), Mui Mui’s blinged up sparkly sneakers, The stuffed teddy and winged trainers from Adidas x Jeremy Scott.
Seems you are never too old for ‘special’ shoes.