I refuse to buy or wear cruel shoes for the sake of fashion.
OK, yeah I know, I've never been about fashion in anything. I just want to wear things that are comfortable. I have some lower high heel shoes that I still have from when I had to wear suits to work, but I never wear them now.
I also refuse to spend alot of money on shoes. In fact, when I went to buy new tennis shoes for all of our hiking in Italy, I was prepared to spend another whopping $50. We went to Dick's Sporting Goods and this wonderful sales lady helped me. I told her what I wanted and she was willing to show me exactly what I asked for, but she politely encouraged me to try some walking shoes. They were double the price. I had a cheap shoe on one foot and a walking shoe on the other. The difference was amazing. I splurged and bought the "expensive" shoe. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that fashionistas would not consider that expensive, but it is the most I have ever spent on any shoe in my life. Period. After walking 6 to 10 hours every day for 2 weeks I can assure you it was the best $100 I have ever spent. I will never again buy cheap tennis shoes.
If you ever travel to Italy and are not on a Donald Trump budget, visiting exclusive restaurants, don't bother packing any shoes other than good walking shoes. Every road, sidewalk, step, etc is incredibly uneven. I read this week where Tom Hanks said the hardest thing to do in the movie Angels & Demons was running. He talks about how uneven every step was and it was a wonder he didn't break his ankle.
So I was so fascinated with the choice of some women's shoes, I decided to take some pictures of the shoes I saw.
The first picture was taken at the Vatican. Zooming in you can see her ankle is turned slightly. The second was taken just outside of San Gimignano, Tuscany. The streets look like this:
Notice this woman is long past caring about how she looks in her shoes. Uphill, downhill, stones, bricks, rocks, boulders, steps, ramps. The only area that was flat was Venice, but it was NOT even. Now you know why all the Italian women slowly stroll down the street arm-in-arm.
So, as a finale to this discussion, around 6:30 p.m. tonight, we were playing with our grandkids, I happened to look down at my feet.
Ummmm, I simply cannot defend myself here. Only photographic evidence will suffice. I took a picture below after I got home.
Now you have to realize I had not changed my shoes from work all day.
And the really sad thing is that the back is even worse. The heels are different heights and the shoe on the right side has no back on the ankle side. The shoe on the left is a regular shoe.
Luckily the color at least matched. The funny thing is that no one at work noticed. And don't think they were just being polite, they would have loved to razz me all day had it been seen.
At least they were both cheap and comfortable. Isn't that what shoes are supposed to be for?
OK OK, I'll show you the back just to convince you.
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4 comments:
Without a doubt, you and I are cut from the same cloth!
GB: It would appear so. I've not taken to actually rumaging through my neighbors trash looking for holey socks though. Now THAT is funny. If I ever get to one of the VK reunion's I will INSIST you take off your shoes so everyone can gawk at your exposed little toe.
Thanks for the warning dear...
I'll be sure to wear a pair of socks worthy of amazement!
I once wore a brand new Nike walking shoe with an old Nike walking shoe on the other foot...and wore them to work (on casual Friday). At least they felt the same.
Concerning the sock...some years back I was over at my neighbor's and couldn't help but notice my neighbor Chester's right sock with the biggest hole in a sock I'd ever seen. I asked what happened. His wife told me that he was drilling a hole in the floor in his sock feet. His sock got caught in the drill. I'd have paid to have seen that one.
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