Shoey

Don’t send me posies / When it’s shoeies that I need, […]

“Mother — Mother will you tie up my shoeies?” Susan’s lisping voice interrupted their conversation. / “Put a footsie up here,” Babs sang out. “’At’s a girl.”

“[…] The whole world is fouled up. Roosevelt fouled the whole world up.” / “You think so, too?” marveled Teddy. “I thought only the shoeies were in that kind of shape.” / “Shoes are your life.” Burr shrugged.

The Telegraph profile carried a picture of Mrs May in front of an office wall decorated with shoey pictures.

A lot of fashionistas dress from their feet upwards but as I'm not a "shoey" person, I prefer to pick my clothes first.