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“To this day I still do not know why red shoes are sooo me. I think it might be that in a way the color demonstrates that though I am not much of a dresser I do have a fiery element in me and sometimes I even run with it.”
― gisela Hausmann

“My story was not a fairy tale of a cruel-hearted girl whose shoes danced her to death, or a kindhearted one who threw her red shoes into the river. This was not a story about a wicked queen made to wear iron heels, or a lovely, golden-haired girl in slippers of glass. This had been about a fever, a nightmare, a dance made into a curse.
It was about women turning their own fears into their sharpest blades.”
― Anna-Marie McLemore, Dark and Deepest Red

“And women with red shoes and green handbags were never to be trusted.”
― Ruth Hogan, The Keeper of Lost Things

“...the shoes were devil shoes. They ran away from their creator, who now rested peacefully at the Heavenly Father’s side. For hundreds of years they have gone from one girl to another, stirring up inappropriate desires. And girls in red shoes never return home.”
― Intan Paramaditha, °ÂÄ™»å°ùó·É°ì²¹

“The sound of my heels clicking against the floorboards bolsters my spirits. Grandma Belle used to say that a woman wearing her best red heels and favorite red lipstick can accomplish anything. There is some truth to her words. When Grandma Belle donned her red pumps and a glossy coat of Dior Rouge, she fairly glowed with an inner confidence that reduced men to obedient puppies.
While I do not possess the classic beauty of Grandma Belle, nor do I think Macon Saint will ever act anything close to an obedient puppy, I do admit to feeling a bit more powerful in my red suede Jimmy Choos and Ruby Woo lipstick.”
― Kristen Callihan, Dear Enemy