Daily Archives: January 22, 2013
Ready for a more-than-you-needed-to-know reveal? 😉 If not, you may want to skip this next part because we’re gonna talk FEET.
When I was a kid, I was obsessed with heels… mostly because beautiful, sophisticated women wore heels. So by the time I was twelve I was a perfectionist on the matter. I, very honestly, spent HOURS walking empty hallways perfecting the click click click of the heels as they touched the hard surface. Not too heavy, not too light, just the right rhythm. Hours. Upon. Hours. Every week. Remember the word obsessed? I wasn’t exaggerating.
Fast forward to my 29th year and pregnancy. My feet didn’t just swell a little, they BALLOONED! And by the time my thirtieth birthday hit I couldn’t even wear flip flops. The only shoes my feet could fit into were dawgs – and we’re talking the old school original dawgs, the butt ugly ones. And even those, by the end of the day would leave imprints on my feet. It was ridiculous.
Before that, I had vowed never to wear anything so nasty on my feet… but had little choice in the matter. We’re not a barefoot society, and it was either dawgs or nothing. So I sucked up what little pride I had left and got used to the idea.
I’ll admit it, I’ll never be without a pair of original dawgs again. They may be ugly as sin, but jeeze. There is no footwear out there that is more comfortable – and they are made right here in Saskatoon. Thankfully, the company has expanded and is now producing a whole line up of much better looking shoes. From sandals to boots to ballet flats to golf cleats and even reinforced work boots with firestone treads. Yep. We’ve become a dawgs family. Even Damon owns two pairs. Of course, the girl and I each own five or six different styles. LMAO But there is still nothing that can compare to a pretty pair of pumps.
I went years without owning a decent pair of fabulous heels. My feet never did quite recover from pregnancy, and while I still wear a 5/6, I now need a 5/6 W (for wide). It’s not too often you can find a pair of pumps that will fit my feet. But last month? I stumbled across the cutest pair while Mom, Jewles, Lily-Ann, and I were out thriftstore shopping. I was shocked. They are just sooo stinking cute. And while my feet are sooo not accustomed to four inch heels, I couldn’t resist them. Chances are they’ll only ever be worn outdoors once or twice a year… but I’ll admit to having worn them around the house on a few occasions already. They really do make me feel fabulous (even if they make me work in ways I’m not willing to admit to). 😉
So here they are, my very favourite pair of shoes:
Now that was a fun challenge. Who’d a’thunk “your shoes” would be such a gooder. 😉