Written today, for https://weeklyprompts.wordpress.com/?p=12001&preview=true
As a teenager, I would press each foot into a high heeled shoe, not realising the damage I could do. I wore them right up to having my children, but as I got older, it isn’t something I worry about.
My son brought me a pair of high heeled shoes three years ago and I have worn them once. I can’t get rid of them, they were a gift. I am nearly fifty eight years old, going comfort over style every time.
I have a pair of flat boots I wear at work, and at home, a pair of heeled boots I wear when I go out. Although, as I found out, walking back, they weren’t the best choice of footwear.
It wasn’t like I went anywhere posh, just my daughters, but I wanted to look nice for the day. Next time I will take my flat boots, so I can walk home without my toes being in pain.