For some reason this evening, I'm thinking about when I used to wear high heels...every day. Well, not on the weekends...but during the week, every day, I dressed up and wore high heels to work. I was in my early 30s and it was the late 80s. I worked for a large insurance company in downtown Sacramento, California and I didn't own a car. I walked...or rode public transportation all over that city...in high heels. Just like Carrie in "Sex and the City," I could even run in my high heels, if necessary! I always loved wearing dresses and skirts - even when I was little. Oh, I wore jeans or sweats on the weekends, but even though it wasn't required, I always dressed up for work.
I'm not exactly sure when I stopped wearing high heels. Sometime in my 40s, I started to opt for comfort more and more, rather than fashion. I also gained a lot of weight and stopped wearing dresses - feeling that pants were more flattering to my ever-growing, curvy figure. Then, at age 51, I fell and broke my ankle and ever since then, wearing flat shoes has pretty much become a necessity. But sometimes I miss high heels. I loved how they made me feel so feminine...and taller than my 5'2". I had heels in every color - white, black, navy, red, pink...
I even had a pair of lavender high heels that looked a lot like this:
My feet and ankles really do appreciate comfortable shoes these days...but I'm losing weight (down 19 lbs. as of this morning!) and exercising, and I'm thinking I'd like to wear high heels again...at least for special occasions. What about you? Do you wear high heels? Or, like me, are they something you gave up long ago? Do you have a favorite pair of heels? Tell me...could you, would you, wear these shoes?
Until next time,
Cindy
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