From a young age I have been intrigued by shoes…
I have loved them all.
From the first pair of ‘real heels’ I was allowed to buy – chunky black platform heels which made my delicate size 3 feet look like monsters and which my mum fondly refers to as my ‘orthopedic phase’ – that I loved with such gleeful abandon I wore the heel down to a wonky, ankle-breaking nub. To the 2 million (I’m not even sure this is an exaggeration) styles, shapes, colours and heights I perused for my wedding day – I ended up with a sweet light grey kitten heel which I could dance all night in… and I did!
But despite my avid love affair with everything from Converse to Clarks the one style I have never been able to master is the iconic Stiletto.
Now let me clarify – I love the stiletto. I could stare at them for hours (okay I’m definitely exaggerating there but I do look at them a lot…) and covet almost every one I have set my eyes on…. but I fear my love affair may be a little one sided.
Here’s my struggle;
- It is like when they were created someone added in an intricate torture chamber specifically designed to cripple my exact foot size and shape in minutes… how?!
- If I can manage to endure the tear inducing pain and actually walk I will fall over in approximately 4 steps…guaranteed
- I am acutely aware of how bad I am at wearing them… equating in me feeling awkward and thus not looking good in them even if I could muster a good strut!
- They make my size 3’s look even more teeny and adorable which can only ever be a good thing in my book
- I never knew I even had calf muscles until I tried on a stiletto let alone that they make my stubby legs look at least half a foot longer (in my eyes anyway)
- I just feel SEXY in them – in a way no funky trainer can compare
So what do I do?! Do I persevere and train my tootsies to totter about? Do I park the dream in favour of my go to chunky heeled delights? Or do I just get more strategic and plan my stiletto stints when I know there will be proportionately more sitting than standing?!
Let me know what you think – thoughts, suggestions, tales of similar woes – I want to know about it!
In the meantime I’m off to browse through asos and weep….
P.s when I asked my husband to read and comment on this blog before I posted it he just sat back and said ‘I didn’t realise there was so much to say about shoes?!’…I’m taking that as a win