The High Heel Story

Can someone please explain to me how ladies manage stilettos? I mean how is it humanly possible to wear something so uncomfortable and still look fresh and cheerful? Its not that I don’t wear heels. I do. But I am immensely on edge. Half my attention is on ensuring that the discomfort is not quite apparent on my face.

For me it’s a vicious circle. Let me explain. There isn’t any denying that these high heeled shoes come in the most mouth watering designs. And that fact forces me to buy them. Now buying and not wearing obviously makes me feel guilty. Therefore I end up wearing them too. And there begins my tale of woes.

The first couple of hours usually pass like a dream giving me the impression that finally I have learnt the art of walking properly in the high heeled shoes.

It’s in the next few hours that the early feeling of numbness sets in.

And then it keeps getting worse. Worse to the extent that after a full day in those heels I almost always limp back home with shoes not in my feet but in my hand.

What follows is a series of remedial measures of soaking my feet in hot water, getting a massage, antiseptic treatments and finally pain killers.

Almost vindictive, what I do next is anybodies guess. I keep these high heels in the lowest shelf of the shoe rack where there are already dozen such high heels to even avoid looking at them.

But like all wounds these wounds also heal. And then I am back with the excuse to myself that my attire would look hideous if I don’t pair it up with the appropriate “high heeled shoes”. And so the story continues.

But coming back to where I started, can someone please explain how women manage those “High Heels”