man, i feel like a woman (from blogspot)
i can't pull of heels.
last time i tried, it was for prom, and my mother told me that i walked like robin williams' character from "the birdcage". so we returned those shoes, got flats instead and i never looked back.
until last week, that is.
at marshalls, while trolling for cheap dress shoes for work, i came across the cutest pair of heels (geez i sound like a girl!) the heel isn't that high and i can actually walk in them. so i bought them. i mean, 25's a good age to start wearing grown-up shoes, right?!
so this morning i decide i'm going to wear them to work. "you can do it!" i told myself. and as i'm practicing walking around my apartment, i slipped and skidded on the hardwood floors in my new heels. but did i let that stop me? no!!
i stubbornly walked down the stairs, to my car and drove to work, with much success i might add.
once i got to work, i felt so important. clop clop clop! i sounded like my teachers in the elementary school hallway. clop clop clop! i can walk across carpet and tile and even grass and sidewalk. clop clop clop!
i kept them on all day. i was so proud of myself. i felt very important. and womanly. and i hardly walked like robin williams. clop clop clop!
4pm comes along and i'm walking towards home and after 8 hours of my feet being in my cute little heels, with gravity forcing all my toes to the front of my shoes and bumping my poor pinkie toes... i decide that i can be just as womanly in my flip flops. right?!
i'll give me toes a few days to spread themselves back out and i'll try my heels again next week.
flip flop. flip flop.
last time i tried, it was for prom, and my mother told me that i walked like robin williams' character from "the birdcage". so we returned those shoes, got flats instead and i never looked back.
until last week, that is.
at marshalls, while trolling for cheap dress shoes for work, i came across the cutest pair of heels (geez i sound like a girl!) the heel isn't that high and i can actually walk in them. so i bought them. i mean, 25's a good age to start wearing grown-up shoes, right?!
so this morning i decide i'm going to wear them to work. "you can do it!" i told myself. and as i'm practicing walking around my apartment, i slipped and skidded on the hardwood floors in my new heels. but did i let that stop me? no!!
i stubbornly walked down the stairs, to my car and drove to work, with much success i might add.
once i got to work, i felt so important. clop clop clop! i sounded like my teachers in the elementary school hallway. clop clop clop! i can walk across carpet and tile and even grass and sidewalk. clop clop clop!
i kept them on all day. i was so proud of myself. i felt very important. and womanly. and i hardly walked like robin williams. clop clop clop!
4pm comes along and i'm walking towards home and after 8 hours of my feet being in my cute little heels, with gravity forcing all my toes to the front of my shoes and bumping my poor pinkie toes... i decide that i can be just as womanly in my flip flops. right?!
i'll give me toes a few days to spread themselves back out and i'll try my heels again next week.
flip flop. flip flop.