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Mean Shoes

** Warning, this post contains a picture of something yucky **

I am not normally a shoe person. I like them but I don’t like like them and I’ve never spent more than about $75 for a pair in my life. Even then I felt guilty for weeks and I’d stare at the shoes and wonder if I should take them back. You cost SEVENTY-FIVE DOLLARS . . . SEVEN, FIVE! I’d accuse the shoes. And I was afraid to wear them because they’re shoes - I’m going to scuff them and scrape them and maybe step in gum. And they were expensive. I know, not really expensive at all in comparison, but expensive to me.

So mostly I wear flip flops or tennies or something practical in black leather because it wears the best and goes with the most outfits.

But then I found these last week…

Aren’t they cute? It’s not the best picture but hopefully you can see that they have a little black bow at the toe but the leopard print keeps them from being too precious. And they’re a little bit furry, which I think is AWESOME.

They’re Vera Wang shoes! I’ve never, ever bought anything designer before but I found these on sale and couldn’t resist. Normal price is $77 - guess how much I paid?

$14!!!!

So I wore them to church last week and the teenage girls were complimenting me on my shoes. You know something’s cute when a teenager will give you a compliment, right? So I was very proud of myself.

But these shoes have a dark side. They’re mean. They’re leather so I knew they’d take a little breaking in but by the end of church I was it total and complete agony! Every step became a nightmare of endurance and I could hardly hobble out to the car.

My mean shoes did this . . . (I have cropped this as much as possible to spare you the horror of my ugly, unexfoliated heels.)

And there are three more just like it. Huge blisters on both sides of both my ankles.

Why, mean shoes? Why? I have only wanted to love you.

So now I don’t dare wear them because my feet sob and beg for mercy.

But…they’re cute! And I’ve never owned such cute shoes before. I want to wear them and soak up compliments like a sponge and maybe just for a little while, feel cool. But I’m afraid.

Today for church I wore my sturdy black boots that are well broken in and do not (do not!) hurt my poor ankles. And the whole time I was wishing I had my cute shoes because I love them almost as much as I fear them.

Almost.

May 4th, 2008 General-ness Comments ( 6 )

 

6 Responses to “Mean Shoes”

  1. Mel-Issa Says:
    May 5th, 2008 at 12:11 am

    Ah, love and fear warring with each other… tis life! Mean, mean shoes… no soup for you!

  2. jac Says:
    May 5th, 2008 at 3:52 am

    That happens to me all the time… I have squishy heel things in the latest culprits, which are working well!
    http://www.scholl.com.au/partyfeet/PF%20Heel%20Shields.htm

  3. Piano Mom Says:
    May 5th, 2008 at 9:50 am

    Those are some seriously cute shoes! You know, when a baseball mitt is brand new, you have to wrap a rubber band around it to get it to the right shape…maybe you could flatten the heel part with a bowling ball or something to “break them in”. Beauty is pain!

  4. Julie Says:
    May 5th, 2008 at 7:52 pm

    Ow, ow, ow. I do feel your pain. Cute shoes are almost always torture. Comfortable shoes are almost always weird-looking.

    Where is the balance in the universe?

  5. jules Says:
    May 6th, 2008 at 2:33 am

    I am posting a comment because I am starting to realize just how obsessed with comments you bloggers can be!:-) (I tend to be more of a lurker than a blogger myself.) Also, what crazy things you take pictures of all in the name of the blog; blisters, contents of purses, bad haircuts!!, cute shoes (yes, they are!!) I mean who normally takes a picture of their heel for scrapbooking/posterity sake?! Anyone? Actually, it’s awesome! Sharing on a whole new level. Next time Dan comes army-crawling out of the bathroom because of a mysterious and fowl shower drain odor we expect pictures!
    Hugs!

  6. Fran Says:
    May 7th, 2008 at 3:00 pm

    You know, I have the most adorable pair of dark red lowcut flats with a little fake wingtip detail and red velvet bows on the toes, and the last time I wore them was on a blind date with a rather hulking tall man. When I got home, I realized they’d given me blisters on my heels–about where yours are–and I was so sad! I haven’t had blisters from shoes since BYU graduation (not mine) 2005. I haven’t worn those shoes since, much as I love them, but I may try the Dr. Scholls things jac suggested. I hate it when pretty shoes hurt! Shoes aren’t supposed to hurt! And I’m spoiled now because of my Dansko clogs. *sigh*

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