I had just approached the corner when the light turned red indicating that I had to halt for passing traffic. As I stood waiting patiently for the green signal a taxi slowly eased up aside me as it had been blocked by traffic ahead. In that second I noticed the very handsome passenger in the back of the taxi checking me out. Aowwww he’s feeling me (Brooklyn girl voice) I said to myself. However my excitement came to a crashing halt as mister handsome drifted his eyes from my face to my (wait for it) ....shoes. HUH? Yeah my shoes. And it wasn't any kind of glance it was a strong glance. Now I didn’t exactly have on red bottoms but I thought my work appropriate Ellen Tracy oxfords were pretty cute. So what was homeboy looking at? Before I could gather my thoughts and toss him the evil eye the taxi sped off just as quickly as it arrived. The light finally turned green and I headed across the street with the city noise being drowned out by my confusion. What just happened? Is this a new thing? Are fellas checking for a stellar shoe game these days? Ladies & Gents please chime in on this pretty please. I need answers.