all a girl wants is a few dozen pairs of shoes..

So I bought this pair of shoes.

Such pretty shoesies!!

If you know me personally, or have read this, you are probably aware of the fact that I'm a descendant of Big Foot. Meaning I NEVER get my size. EVER.

Back to the shoes. I found my size! :D But they weren't on sale. And they were snug (they always are, so I've stopped considering that as an issue). And I loved them so much (as soon as they fit) I wanted to hug them to bed. A tad expensive but deciding I had a good deal anyway (did I not mention they fit!), I finished the last of my moolah on them and proudly put them on the next day for a bit of mall hopping.

Bad idea.

My feet are probably cursing the day they were adjoined to my ankles.. such is the pain. As I limped all over the mall, wanting nothing more than to throw them off and walk barefoot (which I have done in India by the way, it was in mojris at the time, but I couldn't muster enough courage to do it here), I saw three people handicapped in some way, either in a wheelchair or on crutches.. all within a span of ten minutes. Now some people may call it a sign, others a coincidence. I don't care much about either to decide what. But it was a bit odd.. here I was, purposely forcing excruciating, agonizing pain on my helpless feet that have never done me any wrong (except trip me up a few times), when these people did not even enjoy complete use of their legs, perhaps for a limited time, perhaps forever.

Just a thought.

Now I look towards those shoes with animosity.

I might have actually considered never wearing them again, if they weren't so darn pretty.

It was a good deal after all.

try this on for size

A heartbreak over a break up is overrated.

You want to know what true heartbreak is?

How about never being able to wear gorgeous shoes 'coz you're cursed till the end of your days with feet the size of split a/cs? Watching bimbos you dislike(or even your friends for that matter) flaunt them in your face? Snubbed by
salesmen who take one glance at your feet and inform you patronizingly that 'madam yeh aapko fit nahi hoga!' (Madam this won't fit you!)

After a point, the fury just gives way to despair and then dejection. I lost all hope of ever finding even a decent, forget dazzling pair to adorn my abnormally wide feet with. Finally coming to terms with fate, I tearfully said goodbye to the images of the wedges, mojris, stilettos, gladiators, pumps, boots, even bedroom slippers that were swimming in my mind. All because my ancestry could probably be traced to the Abominable Snowman.

But sometimes, there is justice.

Like the sinfully attractive red suede shoes from M&S that the world goes gaga over. *content sigh*

Or colourful ballerinas from some shop in linking road. The salesman assured me that they'd open up when i remarked it was a snug fit. A bit too snug. But well worth the initial shoe bites! If the shoe fits even remotely.. shut up and buy it!

*another content sigh*

There must be others out there like me right? If there can be plus sizes for clothes why not for shoes? This is a niche market that needs its share of attention. Someone pay heed!