last october we took our kids up to salt lake and we went to lagoon's "frightmares" with our friends the cowans, dalleys, and the kemps. we pulled into the parking lot and my children were bouncing off the wall with the anticipation of nasty carny food and $$$ wasted on bait-and-switch games. the rbc is a sucker for those, but i loathe them because, even if he wins, i LOSE, as we would have to drag that nasty stuffed sponge-bob home with us.
it's all my sister megan's fault that i am a freak about shoes--she started it, and now i am continuing and perpetuating the "beauty is pain" theory. i can't tell you how many times we have come home from a concert or an evening out in las vegas, barely being able to walk on those monstrosities we call heels, which looked so great, but were pure torture all night long. i know i'm not alone in this dilemma as i see other women, limping around in their cute stilettos, trying to put a brave face on all the while our men walk along next to us, blissfully unaware and oh-so-comfy in their flat shoes built for comfort.
but i digress....
as russ was hollering to "come on, babe--light a fire under it!" i was throwing a mini-mindi fit about changing my shoes. that's right, a total tantrum because i didn't WANT to take off my cute black high-heel steve madden boots that i got on a big sale from tj maxx. i didn't want to take them off because then i would have to put on my running shoes which were totally gonna screw up my outfit and look sooooooo not cute. it didn't matter that there was gonna be not one single person in that amusement park who was even gonna give a rat's ass about what i had on my feet--I knew, and my sweet cross-trainers were looking a hot mess with my jeans.
it's all my sister megan's fault that i am a freak about shoes--she started it, and now i am continuing and perpetuating the "beauty is pain" theory. i can't tell you how many times we have come home from a concert or an evening out in las vegas, barely being able to walk on those monstrosities we call heels, which looked so great, but were pure torture all night long. i know i'm not alone in this dilemma as i see other women, limping around in their cute stilettos, trying to put a brave face on all the while our men walk along next to us, blissfully unaware and oh-so-comfy in their flat shoes built for comfort.
bastards.
now, i know there are some of you practical gals out there that are reading this right now and shaking your head, "tut-tut-tutting" me because i am so lame when it comes to this. and if you are one of those, then i applaud you because you are definitely smarter than me. i fully admit it.
will i get smart one of these days and wear something out that is comfy, but sacrifices looks for said comfort? i should.......but don't hold your breath.
speaking of shoes, when we were down in phoenix we were in nordstrom and walked past my miu miu mexican hoochie mama shoes (hey--that's what my friends called them. i don't mind as i AM 1/16th mexi myself) and i had katie take a photo with them. they were only $550--too bad russ said no.
11 comments:
When I lived up there we always had season passes....I learned that lesson the first day we went. It was good shoes from that day on.
I hear ya sista! It all comes down to the shoes and one of these days I will learn to not wear heels to a show. Of course right now I am limping around anyway ;)
i don't wear heels simply because i cannot walk in them! i am a clutz and have no balance whatsoever. but i do think i have a collection of the cutest flats and wedges around:)
If you remember... I actaully went and got my "sporty athletic" girl shoes on because my feet were killing me that night. I am right there with you babe. I looked dumb, but felt much better watching all the puberty love at Lagoon that night.
I am laughing so hard right now! I saw these shoes at nordstroms the other day and thought of you (I remembered you posted a pic of them). I am sad once again that I didn't win in your sweet prize, but so happy that so MANY people left you a comment.
I need to buy some love from bloggers.
You found the shoes?! Prolly a good thing they are a bazillion dollars, you could hurt yourself in those babies.
I always make poor shoe choices in the hopes of being cute :) I once spent about 9 hours in high wedge gold Steve Madden strappy hell so I could look cute for Prince. We thought we would get to sit sometime, but alas...no seats anywhere, then we had to walk to catch a cab back to the hotel. I walked barefoot on the nasty Vegas sidewalks because I couldn't take it any more!!! I feel ya!
I finally quit wearing heels all the time when my doc threatened me with a hip replacement before I was forty. But I still wear them when it counts ;)
I might tut-tut you if you actually HAD worn the high heeled boots around Lagoon. Because that would be so Lay-in (Layton) of you. But since you submitted to the sensible, ugly shoes, you get a YAY instead.
Last summer I lost both of my big toenails due to walking around Vegas all day with crazy high heeled shoes! They started off all bruised and sore and within a couple of weeks, they completely fell off! It was mortifying and disgusting all at the same time. I was soooo distraught! I was worried they would never grow back and I would have mangled toes forever! Of course it had to happen in the dead of summer, total sandal and flip flop season. I ended up painting the little nubbins with bright pink polish and I don't think anyone noticed. But, lesson learned, sometimes you gotta wear reasonable foot wear!
I am guilty of cute shoes before comfort. Although now I use these little pads for the ball of your feet. A life saver. Cute pic of you and your shoe crush. I wave to the purses at the LV store. My hubby says no to the 1200 purse. Maybe someday!
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