I remember when he was trying on shoes for himself.

Or one of the women who had put on a man's shoes?

But trying on shoes is only part of the fun.

He went back to the office and pulled on his shoes.

I put on my shoes and went to that place.

"I don't want to get blood on my shoes like the last time."

I wish I'd had something to leave on her shoes!

"There was quite a bit of blood on your white shoes?"

But I did know that none of us, them or me, was ready to try on the king's shoes.

She had brought in a few of the month's lost leaves on her shoes.