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You don’t need permission to wear yellow shoes

I fell in love with the yellow Chuck Taylor, All Star, Rubber high top shoes the minute I saw them in the store. Pure, bright, intense yellow. The yellow of crayons and sunshine. They looked so happy on my feet when I tried them on.

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But, I didn’t buy them.

The boring voice of reason and responsibility whispered in my ear. Are you serious? Yellow shoes? You can’t be serious. You are an older woman, you need to be conservative. Don’t buy them. 

The yellow, happy shoes I tried on went back in the box, and back on the shelf between size nine and a half and size eight and a half. Chuck Taylor All Star Rubber, Model #144747C Wild Honey. Mens’s size 7, Womens size 9.

The Converse Chuck Taylor All Star Rubber has been designed to help keep you dry. The rubber upper helps repel water and the french terry lining increases comfort. The gusseted tongue also provides protection from other elements. — Converse.com

I walked to a different shoe store and bought a pair of black conservative leather ankle boots.

All the way home, I thought: yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes. 

The black conservative leather ankle boots stayed in the box, in the bag, in the van.

I returned the black conservative leather ankle boots the next day. Then I walked into Converse and bought a pair of Chuck Taylor All Star Rubber, Model #144747C Wild Honey. Mens’s size 7, Womens size 9.

I came home with a box of sunshine. Yes, Yellow Chuck Taylor All Star Converse. Wild Honey. 

And all the way home I thought:yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes, yellow shoes. 


You don’t need permission to wear yellow shoes

There is no manual that was given to our parents when we were born. A manual that states what clothing we have to wear at each stage of life. Does it say on page six hundred and forty-two, “Though shalt wear polyester slacks when you are sixty-four,” Though shalt never wear a jean-jacket after the age of thirty-five”?

You don’t need permission to wear yellow shoes. There are no rules that say, “Adults can not have fun.” Or rule, forty-two, “Thou shalt not wear yellow shoes if you have gray hair.”

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life.
— Steve Jobs

Don’t waste your life living in someone else’s shoes.

If the life you want to live has yellow shoes in it. Then wear yellow shoes. Click To Tweet

May your only regret on your death-bed be that you forgot to unplug the iron. May you never have to say, “My one regret is that I forgot to be me. I wish I had bought those yellow shoes.”

What life do you want to live?

You don’t need permission to live

Has your life been full of May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …? May I …?

May I buy the pink car instead of the blue one?  “May I grow out my bangs?” May I apply to the college I want to?” “May I paint only using the color green? May I write about my childhood? May I write in the first person? May I eat the last piece of bacon? (Now, when it involves bacon, you might have to ask.)

You don’t have to live in the “May I …?” world anymore. You can decide for yourself who you are.

“Don’t look for society to give you permission to be yourself.”
― Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience

Be yourself. If you want a pink car, buy a pink car. If you want to grow out your bangs, grow out your bangs. Apply to the college you want to. Paint using only green, or yellow or blue. Write about your childhood. Write in the first person.

You don’t need my permission. You don’t need anyone’s permission to be yourself. Grow your hair to your ankles if you want to.

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(But, please share the last piece of bacon.)

Have you ever felt like you needed to ask permission to live? Please tell me in the comments. I would love to chat, (in my yellow shoes.)



About Pamela Hodges

I write slice of life stories to help you know you are loved, valuable and worthy just as you are. I am a writer, an artist, and a cleaner of seven litter boxes. I live in Pennsylvania with one husband, four cats, one dog and two birds.

You are an artist. Yes, you are. Really.

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  • I’m so happy that you went back and bought the yellow shoes Pamela. You are one cool gal. You wrote an amazing post today. Thank you. You gave yourself permission play. And you inspired me to play too. Lots and lots of love, Patricia

  • Sue Sutherlin

    Woo hoo! I am SO glad you went back and got the yellow shoes! What a marvelous way to keep your feet dry and warm!

  • DA Schuhow

    Pam, talk about colors! I finished my present for you in the color you liked. Can you message me your address? Take care! By the way, our family took in 2 kittens this week and they are so freaking adorable!

  • Cathy Duffy

    I am so glad you bought the yellow shoes. They truly are sunshine in a box. And now they are sunshine on your feet. Picturing you in your sunshine shoes just makes me smile.

    • Thank you Cathy,
      I am glad too.
      A bit of sunshine to brighten the day.

  • Hello Jaime Leigh Hebert,
    I seem to constantly have to remind myself that I don’t have to ask May I anymore. That is wonderful that you came to the realization that you don’t. Sometimes looking at our past helps us see where we picked up our “May I” habits.
    Yes, live and learn.
    May you always have shoes that you love, and that are you. All of Jaime.
    All my best,

  • La McCoy

    I really like your yellow shoes. I am glad i have permission to wear yellow shoes.

    • Hello Laura,
      You can give yourself permission to have purple shoes or lime green shoes or yellow shoes or red shoes or white shoes or black shoes with polka dots.
      The only person you have to ask is the person you see when you look in the mirror.
      You don’t need anyone’s permission to be Laura.

  • Conformity is overrated! May you enjoy your yellow shoes for many years to come!!

    • Hello John,
      Oh, so true. Thank you for the yellow shoe encouragement. And may you always paint the paintings inside of you.

  • Yo Pamela. Thanks for the colorful read! You’re a unique creative and your wardrobe should showcase that! Or not, depending on how you choose to live. 😉

    • Hello David,
      You are very welcome. We have the freedom to be who we want, yellow shoes or not. May you always wear the colors that feel like you.

  • Hello Rhonda,
    Oh, I must find a pair of yellow shoes for Harper. Mind you, she has cute little white boots naturally. 🙂
    Thank you for your encouragement to wear yellow shoes. We could start a new group. The yellow shoes group. Who needs red hats when you can have yellow shoes.
    I hope you have a fun, yellow day today.

  • Berdeane Bodley

    Oh my Pamela, I am sooooooooo glad you bought the yellow shoes. You know the manual that came with you when you were born was always “be yourself”, there are no rules about what we should wear, though there are many who think they know better. At 83 I still wear blue jeans, jean jackets & will likely still be wearing them at 125 yrs. Had I been with you I would have bought a pair of yellow shoes also. (Mother Daughter affair!!) Love you!

    • Hi Mother of mine,
      I am so happy you are you. I love the manual we come with. “be yourself.”
      And I love the you that is you, my mother.
      A little bit serious, and a large bit of silly.
      Mom, do you want a yellow pair of shoes like mine for Christmas?
      Love Pamela

  • Kaye

    Oh, Pamela; thank you! Once again you have lifted my spirit. Once again you have given me permission. It’s certainly not the first time you’ve inspired me and encouraged me and I’m guessing it won’t be the last. I really do need friends like you and I’m grateful for your input in my life!

    • Hello Kaye,
      Oh dear friend. You are so welcome. You have lifted my spirit with your kind comment.
      And the fun thing is now you can give yourself permission.
      Wishing you a day and a life full of adventure, fun and yellow.
      Be bold. Be you. Be Kaye. And, you get to decide who Kaye is.