If I have heard it once, I have heard it a thousand times. Many variations, but same message.
"Why do you always wear those god awful things on your feet?"
"Do you EVER dress down?"
"You are like enormous tall right now, not going to lie."
They are of course referring to my footwear.
For better or for worse, I live most of life in a pair of stiletto heels.
Please know as soon as I write that statement I am immediately wondering how the world of women out there is judging me. I'm imagining that you have just now relegated me to the secret part of your brain that keeps stereotypes neatly filed away, in that ugly little drawer labeled "superficial".
But wait! I promise that this is not the core of my being. I am at least an averagely intelligent, loving, and usually un-superficial individual. It's just that a good pair of platforms does has it's advantages in life.
I just feel better about myself wearing them.
It's terrible I know, but I feel somehow like I have super powers looming over people in the halls. Maybe this is a harmful personality flaw, but so far it has not been my undoing.
It somehow always makes particularly hard task you are performing that much more incredible.
Carried a heavy box in? And in HEELS! Amazing. Went for a walk? And in Heels! Fancy that. Truth be told, they are bragging rights. Shameful.
By now I know I have been filed under in the drawer labeled "arrogant snob".
OK, OK I realize how bad this is.
But I love a good pair of shoes.
They make an outfit snap.
They make your posture attractive.
Your legs never looked more toned.
True, at times you endure numb feet, but walk around in them long enough and one day you'll realize you would rather walk in them then flats.
No I'm not lying.
And yes, sometimes my feet still hurt.
But for that extra pinch of class, to add a bit of poshness to your image, just do it.
Give the heels a try.
