If the shoe doesn't fit....alter it

I took that old wood shoe last home, remember? I loved that there was a long history behind it. Modern lasts are made of ugly plastic. I promised to make it pretty. Even the wood worms had given up on it. It didn't fit anyone.............even Cinderella would have had a problem with this one!

I painted it red...............I gilded it with gold leaf............I antiqued it with a glaze of Baroque bronze..............the insole became smooth under golden leaves...........the music asked "Will There Be Any Stars?".........................and a handmade pin with ladies bathing became a buckle.

I think it's pretty now. It sits alongside the glowing old gold and pewter leather dancing slippers.......waiting to go to the ball. Until then it may be a paperweight, or sit on a chair in a quiet corner. It will not be hidden away in a shoe box I can assure you.