High Heels and the Color of the Year: Turquoise

High Heels.  

They've earned a very respected role in modern day fashion. I often hear women say that they feel more confident or feminine when they wear heels, that they love the extra bit of height they can achieve with heels, or that they covet every new pair they see on their favorite shoe store websites.

I don't  have any of these feelings towards high heels. They're really just not my thing. I don't know if my feet are shaped differently from other people's or if I just have a lower pain tolerance than most women, but I can hardly stand to wear heels, ever. I mean, I realize that there are some occasions for which heeled pumps are really the only appropriate footwear, so I do own these brown pumps as well as a pair of red ones, but if you look closely at the shoe, you'll note that these would barely be considered heels to true veterans of heel-wearing. Plus, I typically only wear pumps when I won't be required to do much walking; i.e. to the movie theater or to church. I wore these to church and then to the grocery store afterwards and my feet were revolting against the rest of my body by the time I got home.

So, I'm not a heel wearer. I'm not particularly attracted to the idea of appearing taller than I am, partially because the man that I love most is a scant inch taller than I am. That inch is most visible when I'm wearing the flattest of shoes. Besides, heels are just plain uncomfortable. I consider my aversion to heels an advantage, because it both simplifies my shoe shopping experience (I can skip right past the entire section of high-heeled shoes) and puts less pressure on Angel's clothing budget.

In other relevant info, I am the best wife ever because when I want roses, and we're at the grocery store, I tell Angel to please buy me some roses while we're out instead of quietly waiting for my husband to magically develop romantic inclinations and then pouting when he didn't buy me flowers. Communication is key to marriage, people.

Also, earlier this year, I heard a whole bunch of fuss about Pantone (whatever that is) picking out a color for each year. I thought that was a cool idea. So I've decided that this year is the year of turquoise, in honor of my tights. Last year was the year of fuchsia, in honor of my previous most favorite pair of tights and the fuchsia hair I had for a month or so. I think that from now on, for the rest of my life, I will choose a color of the year based on the color of my newest and most favorite pair of tights at the moment. A very fair system, don't you agree?

What do you think of high heels? Are you for them or against them?

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Also, Angi won the Shabby Apple giveaway.