When I was a young girl, I always loved to wear heels. Learning how to walk around in my mami’s or titi’s heels was always fun. Heels made me feel grown up, taller, and more lady like. My mom granted my wish as she gave me my first pair of heels when I was a teenager. I remember I wore them to church. Although they were hand-me-downs from my Titi Carmen, I wore them proudly. Did I trip? No. Did I wobble? A little. Did I feel on top of the world? Definitely!
Now, lets fast forward to today. Heels and I don’t quite have the same relationship as we used to. Whenever I get ready to go to work, or wherever, I skim my shoes and always skip the heels. Heels to me, now, equal pain, T-Rex like walking, and the feeling of “I can’t wait to take these things OFF!”. Why? I just got used to wearing flats during my pregnancy (*ahem* 6 long years ago) and I never went back.
I see women wear killer heels and walk around angelically. If you try sticking me with a 3 inch pair of heels, I’ll be walking around like a T-Rex in T-Minus 5 minutes! 🙁 Not cool. In all honesty, it’s pretty frustrating. I want to wear heels too. I want to be able to wear them for more than my commute to work. I want to feel feminine and on top of the world again. Flats simply don’t do that.
Do I need to learn how to walk in heels again? I think so. Funny how things work right?