I Made a Skirt!

Black leather skirt

Three weeks ago, I rediscovered a pair of black Aerosole loafers. The shoes had been in the back of my closet for several years stored in their original box.  I was in search of  brown shoes to wear with a brown pants suit to my niece's sweet sixteen dinner party when the shoe reconnection occurred.  I wondered why I had not worn these super comfortable shoes more than once or twice.

The week following the dinner party, where I was honored to be one of my niece's 16 special people, I decided to wear the Aerosoles on my Saturday morning errands.  Dressed and ready to leave, I admired how cute I looked in my tie-dyed and wooden bead-embellished top, layered over a long-sleeved contrasting knit shirt, a pair of denim jeans, and my comfortable black Aerosoles.  I was pleased with the comfort and the appearance of the shoes, which looked like boots underneath the flared legs of my jeans.

The fact that I had on shoes and not flip-flops or sneakers prompted my son's question, "Where are you going so dressed up?" After answering his question and informing the other man with whom I reside where I was going, one of the soles of the shoes felt a little strange as I walked to the back door, but I went on my journey anyway without looking down.

At my second stop, the post office to mail a Santa that sold on eBay, I discovered the problem.  The soles of both shoes, made from a black foam-type material, were c-r-u-m-b-l-i-n-g away!  There I was thinking I looked cute, and I was literally walking out of my shoes and leaving an obvious trail of crumbs behind me.  "Thank God this post office is not busy," I thought, as I stood alone in line waiting for the one customer ahead of me to be served.  I nervously and frequently looked back,  hoping no one else would arrive until after I left.  My turn, I handed the clerk the prepaid package before ambling slowly back to the car to avoid leaving a larger-than-necessary visible track (I had already left one upon entering).  Inside the car, I took the shoes off, examined them, shook my head in disgust, and immediately drove home to change shoes before completing the rest of my errands.

Adéle Makeda wears her new black leather skirt well.

Later that day, since the top leather portion of the shoes was still in like-new condition, I decided to cut it away from the soles of both shoes for repurposing.  The result is the black skirt worn by Adéle Makeda, shown above.  The front  of the skirt has a criss-cross closure held with black sticky back Velcro; so no sewing was required. 

Plans were in order to redress Adéle (see her here in her original fashion), but I never expected to do it like this.

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