Pain in G minor
G minor harmonic is my favourite scale. I'm just throwing that out there for those of you taking notes.
I have been foolish. A smart person, when making the transition from chunky heels to almost stilettos and stretched out boots to perfectly fit new ones would take time breaking them in. They would maybe start wearing them for a couple of hours a day, like you would when you're preparing for a formal event and want to be sure that you can walk with grace and dance without blistering.* What they wouldn't do is wear them for the first time when they have a walking intensive 10-hour day ahead of them. They also wouldn't wear them a second day in a row, ignoring the pain in all kinds of places on their feet and ankles, for an 11-hour even more walking intensive day. Yes, good thinking all around.
*note: I am always very well prepared for formal events, but I have yet to attend one with a dancing element that has not wrought great evil upon my feet. That may be the fault of my enthusiastic dancing style, but I think it's the fault of shoe makers. Those in the know say it's possible to wear formal shoes and not cripple yourself, but I'm beginning to believe that those women were wallflowers.
Today's sing-a-long song: I'm sure there's a song out there about sore feet. If there is I'm sure that "Ow" is somewhere in the chorus.
HRH
posted by Her Highnessness at 23:42
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As you well know, I am hardly one to sacrifice function for fashion. However, after spending two years in the sporting goods industry where you feel downright silly wearing anything but flip flops or sneakers to work and your feet spread all out, I made the brilliant decision to go to a couple interviews in DC and then gallavant about the historical mall in my suit and v. cute, heeled, pseudo oxford-style mary janes (you would totally approve, Chel, they're positively adorable). It felt good to be so sassily dressed on such a glorious day in my nation's capital...until about 7pm when I had to remain cheerful and on my feet (and a week-old broken toe) and go out to dinner in the same damn shoes -- ow.
But don't worry, Chel, I'll never wear sneakers with business attire.
Have you any soothing foot lotion?
10:02 AM
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