alright, then. call me a nerd. i'm ready for it.
i have been out of fashion circles and the working world for the greater part of the past 11 years. and when i was a part of the working world, it was (and still is) all about the uniform. i can starch and iron a crease into anything. dh taught me how. i can put a real honest-to-goodness spitshine with real live spit on a pair of boots in less than a week. i taught dh how. but i can't dress myself to go out in public if it doesn't involve jeans and converse. or, well, maybe a sundress and sandals. even most of those were bought in the 90's.
so i have gone shopping. really. for clothes for just me. because the whole "business casual" business really threw me for a loop. the last time i wore heels was the last time i worked for the airport. back then, i wore a uniform with a skirt and heels because i really do loathe the whole "girls in slacks and work boots" look. i do. so since i get to wear civvies this week, i went all out on the girliness.
i have never been inside a marshalls before. i must say, i will most definitely be back. after finally finding the size i wear (since that has changed in the past few years - several times), i happened to find a really cute plaid sundress; in fact, i didn't see another one like it in the whole section, in any size. sweet. i knew that would never fly, since "sleeveless tops" are not allowed, so i ended up finding an awesomely cute white short-sleeved cardigan to go with it. i spent less than $30 on them. i didn't find any shoes though. poop.
then at target, i found a nice brown patterned skirt and short-sleeved blouse in my size, after about an hour of scrounging through the sales racks. and a cutesy handbag to match. i've never had a handbag to match. i've only had a diaper bag and the functional standard black purse. the cutesy handbag seemed like the thing to do at the time.
and the final piece de resistance? shoosies. i have always had a shoe fettish, but we have never really had the funds to feed it. every couple of years a pair of shoes wears out and i get another. i have a few pairs of "buy me" shoes that riddle me with guilt every time i see them. because i did buy them. and i have nowhere to wear them. anyhoo, penney's was having a sale too. we went. i was hoping to find the perfect shoes at the buy one get one for $.88 price. well, the shoes i found were on that rack, but apparently not the ones on sale. but i did get 20% off, so that is a consolation. what did i find? absolutely adorable four-inch white patent leather cuties.
i strapped on those shoes coupled with my outfits and do you know what dh said? "you look like a school teacher. of the van halen 'hot for teacher' variety." but then again, he's biased.
i don't think i have ever worn four-inch heels. in my life.
so i decided i needed to practice before the "big day." nothing like buying a brand new pair of heels and walking half a mile from your car to your classroom in them for the first time. wow. do i need practice? my pole dancing shoes are probably the best shoes ever, and since i have worn them, i guess i have had some experience. but those heels are "training" shoes and have a pretty wide heel base for stability. after the first afternoon, i don't wobble anymore, which is more than some people can say. at least these aren't those little round spikes. this heel at least has some depth to it. but i discovered quickly that i needed a gel insert of some kind. and...i can't drive in these things. the heel is too long to actually be able to push down the pedal and it kills my calf. and then the heel gets stuck in the ridges of the floor mat, so i have to pick my whole foot up off the floor to release the pedal. not so good to discover 1 mile into a 35-minute drive. and lastly, i no longer stride. i have a pretty long stride. now it's cut down in half, at least. so i'm actually taking twice as many steps than if i was wearing, say, work boots.
i'm wondering if these shoes were really such a good idea after all. but they look soooo cute with my new clothes.... methinks me overthinks too much.
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