I’m going to go ahead and get this out there… I can not walk in heels! Now don’t get me wrong, I try so hard with the intention to “fake it til I make it.”
When I was younger and I should have been busy learning this very primal girly instinct, I was busy picking out soccer cleats and volleyball shoes. Now that I’m a 28 year old it is kind of ridiculous watching me try to stumble around as if I’m a 13 year old with a learning curve. I know I look much less like a runway model and much more like a gorilla stumbling around on stilts.
Again though let me assure you, I do try.
We went out last week and I wore heels for the first time in over a year. There was one point in the night that I started stumbling, I took 3 steps to the right before I gained control of myself again. I blamed it on the wine and we all moved on but the truth is, this 5’9″ tomboy has no business drinking wine and keeping up this heels charade!
So after all this, 28 years of sincerely trying to walk in these damn things, failing time and time again, I ask myself what the hell?! Why do you care?! Why do you try?!
Truth is, those shows are damn sexy, hammertoe and all, and I fully intend to go dust off my fanciest pair for work on Monday and stumble myself all around that office pretending as if I’m on the run way!
Fashion really is a bitch.