the one with shoes and some general insanity
My super pretty wedges came in the mail today, but alas they make my legs look super stumpy, so they're going to have to be returned. WTF were they thinking when they put a strap straight across the ankle? Because that clearly isn't going to cut your leg off. Am feeling quite down about this whole thing, because it seems to me to just underline my inability to wear heels and honestly, I'm not sure I want to wear heels. I mean, they look nice. But I do enjoy having mostly good knees, ankles and feet, so perhaps I don't actually want to destroy them. In some regards not wearing heels doesn't worry me because there's a lot of things that look pretty (like thigh-high socks) but aren't suited to my body. And I don't get particularly upset about those things. But at the moment it seems it is:
Shoes are unflattering -> shoes also rather uncomfortable -> will return shoes = stupidly rubbish female who clearly will not find another boyfriend ever because boys like heels.
The best thing about this situation is I don't even really care that boys like girls to wear heels because omg if they like them that much they can go and goddamn wear them themselves. My brain is clearly not cooperating and it is frustrating.
I'm just going to watch Inspector Rex now, and try to not think about my failing as a female.
Shoes are unflattering -> shoes also rather uncomfortable -> will return shoes = stupidly rubbish female who clearly will not find another boyfriend ever because boys like heels.
The best thing about this situation is I don't even really care that boys like girls to wear heels because omg if they like them that much they can go and goddamn wear them themselves. My brain is clearly not cooperating and it is frustrating.
I'm just going to watch Inspector Rex now, and try to not think about my failing as a female.