I'd like to put shoes in perspective for the masses. In particular, the universal obsession women have with shoes. As one of those women, I feel that I have the expertise to remove some of the mystery from the subject.
Shoes make or break an outfit. A little black dress might as well be a potato sack if worn with an ugly pair of sandals or worn out tennis shoes. Shoes can make legs look infinitely longer and more shapely, can give a flirtatious air to an otherwise conservative outfit, and the click-clack of heels striding down a hall is a symphonic announcement of "I'm here. Now stare in awe, shut up and listen to what I have to say."
Shoes are a status symbol. Whether recognizable as a certain brand or not, the elegance and make of a shoe is obvious at a glance. Cheap shoes are like a cheap car. Roll up in a 90's Kia and everyone suddenly assumes you live in a trailer park.
But these are only words. To illustrate my point, I give you an example in film of the power of shoes. A classic story and film that shows just how important shoes really are.