learned a new word today: futzing. unproductive time spent on computer at work. and that is exactly what i am doing at the moment and will be doing for the rest of the day.
not my fault. it's wednesday morning, i am staring at blank appointment book. it rained. the asphalt at my surgery's carpark is still wet from all the resulting moisture. i am wearing my calf boots, soooo comfy! walked to the bus stop and then to work today with no grief from naughty raindrops seeping into my shoes. i hate it when that happens, i like my feet to be warm and dry, thank you. and yes, you're right, this post will be so trivial just because i'm bored here and i don't feel like reading yet. i'm supposed to continue reading outliers since last night it was so hard to put down, yet picking it up again is an entirely different matter. who reads at nine o clock in the morning anyways? so let's talk about shoes.
i live in boots, flats and slippers world. no matter how much i would have needed the extra height and poise you get from heels, i don't seem to be able to befriend them. my feet would start aching badly after an hour, then i would have to bear the pain for x more hours i'm out in those shoes. there is a reason those things are called killer heels. beauty does need sacrifice, however i used to think that it's not worth sacrificing my comfort.
then one night, last night, to be exact, i was browsing online for some spring/summer sandals and bumped into this gorgeous pair of summer heels, that will look fabulous with basically anything! i fell in love <3 the issue is, the heels are 11cm high :( firstly, it will make me taller than boyfriend (yeah he's not blessed in the vertical dimension either). secondly, i might be better off walking in stilts than in those stilettos. i am not used to heels, but i want them. how? how? how? what should i do? sis said all i need is practice.
then again, is it worth it? be pretty and not comfy? or just be yourself no matter how frumpy you'll look?
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