If you’ve ever tried to shop for any size shoe over 10.5 in women’s sizes in Australia you’ll know that essentially you have to go to a specialist shoe store. Specialist shoe store = $$$. To complicate things I also have narrow (AA) feet. Even in the specialist shoe stores there are usually only 1-2 pairs that might fit me and they cost as much as a mortgage payment on our house (if not more!).
The traditional territory of a blog is sharing things you like, or alternatively, sharing things you don’t like. My big feet are both. I recently had to turn down a gift of a pair of Dr Martens boots because even though they were the right length, my darn narrow feet were swimming in them (that comes in the don’t like category).
But I reckon the reason I like them, is that because of my feet I’ve always been a bit of a dag. I was the one wearing socks with black sandals back in high school when it was seriously uncool to do that, simply because I couldn’t get any other black shoes that fitted my feet. So, my feet have taught me that image is not everything: an important lesson to learn.
So whilst it would be nice (just once even) to have trendy shoes, I can embrace a sense of freedom from image. I also get longevity out of my shoes – I still own and wear the pair of shoes I wore to my year 12 formal. A shoe that fits is too precious to give away!