Tall Girl in Tall Shoes

I don’t know how to walk in heels. It is true, I will confess it. I never felt the need or desire to wear shoes that would make me any taller than I already was. Being almost 6 foot 1 I figured I was already an intimidating figure.

Then I met Matt and suddenly I have a guy walking next to me that is super tall. That means that I can wear shoes with a pretty substantial heel and still be shorter than he is. Because of this, I have decided to branch out and become a girl that wears heels.

This hasn’t gone too well so far. I just don’t walk well in these shoes. I tip and topple, I don’t move smoothly, but look more like Whoopi Goldberg in Ghost. It just isn’t good. But I am still trying. I assume that eventually I will get the hang of it and not walk like a freak anymore.

Matt and I were walking through a Payless and I saw three cute pairs of summery shoes with heels. I gave in (they were on sale) and we picked them up. I wore a pair on Tuesday, and another one yesterday. The pair I wore yesterday has 4 inch heels. OK, that makes me about 6’5’’ (Matt measured me). So we can say I stick out at that point. And to make it worse I just couldn’t walk in them! We had to stop at the Home Depot on our way somewhere, and these were the shoes I had on, so I just stumbled and slid behind Matt as we walked through the store. It wasn’t pretty. But the shoes were.

To make matters worse I got the worst Charlie horse in my calf last night and I think it is from walking on my toes in those shoes.

I will keep at it. Someday I will be able to walk normally in heels!