Earlier today I was in church, gracefully dancing to the sonorous music the choir was bombarding us with. If you know me well, you’d know that even though I do not exactly dance at parties or on whatever occasion, the church is an exemption.
If the music hits right, the dance goes well. I t wasn't long before I started to feel discomfort in my feet. It was then it hit home, the heels I had on. How can something so beautiful and classy be so uncomfortable at the same time?
A part of me desperately desired to take those shoes off, but the better part of me chose not to. I am not exactly a tall person, and I am not short either. I like to think of myself as average in terms of height.
It’s common knowledge that high heels make people appear taller than they really are. I wasn’t ready to give up that extra heel-given height over mere discomfort. Only it wasn't a mere discomfort this time, I was in terrible pain.
As a man, have you ever tried putting on heels and actually walking in them? While putting on heels may not be a big deal, walking around in them is a big deal.
You see, despite how much pain I was in, I refused to take my shoes off. I mean, how could I? I had my flats in my bag, but I chose not to swap shoes.
Trust me, I paid the price in full later on. My feet and ankles ached even after I got home because of how long I kept the heels on, but I had zero regrets. I mean, how could I? If being a correct baby girl meant wearing my heels for that long, I was certainly going to do so.
The other day a friend asked if the beauty was truly worth the pain and my answer to the question was; YES, YES, YES, and YES all over again. Like, what in the ignorance was that question?
Funny thing is, heels were never my thing until I had to work in the Hospitality Industry. I worked directly with the CEO, so that meant I had to look smart every freaking time I was on the job.
[I bet you already know these are my favorite work shoes]
To him, looking smart required heels round the clock. I always had my flip-flops under my desk but I never got to actually use them until the close of work, because it was an unwritten rule in the office to never wear them.
I read an article somewhere that strongly advised that women should completely stay away from heels if possible because it would always put the body in very unnatural and unhealthy positions that could result in both short-term and long-term physical consequences.
Our ankles, spines, backs, and necks are not spared. I don't exactly remember the lines verbatim, but it did speculate that we were better off in flats and we should save heels for special occasions.
High heels are stressful, challenging, and painful. But, I am helplessly in love with them. High heels make me miserable, but I am absolutely in love with them.
Conclusion
Most people are surprised to learn that it's not only the pain and discomfort that can come from wearing heels that's the problem.
Am I the only one who is utterly in love with heels?
Do you know the signs of a foot injury caused by high heels?
If you don't, I implore you to look it up like I did. Just so you know, I’ll be rocking them till I am old and grey.
Ciao!
