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My hate on high heels

December 17, 2009

I think I’m probably the only girl I know who when I say ‘I hate high heels’ I really mean it. Most girls complain about them at the end of a long night partying (or the next morning) but they ignore the pain because they’re convinced they look hot. As for guys….well they just think they look hot. And to a point they might be right. Heels do mke legs look longer and ‘hotter’ in general but I don’t think that’s a good enough reason for people to wear them.

I’m not a shoe person. I own a pair of pretty much destroyed black Chuck Taylors, 3 pairs of plain flats (2 plain black, one with a blue tarten pattern) and about ten pairs of thongs in varying colours because Australians always own at least ten pairs of thongs (flip-flops). Note none of those have even the slightest heel.

There are two main reasons I don’t wear heels. The first is that they are painful. They leave feet blistered and calloused and basically unpleasent looking. Feet may look hot in the shoes but once the shoes come off they are just disgusting. When I went through a very short phase wearing heels I couldn’t walk following the days I wore them and would spend hours soaking and massaging feet in the vain hope the pain would go away. My opinion on pain is that if something hurts, it’s not natural. It’s not supposed to happen. Which is why the pain from high heels eventually causes disfigured and, oh yeah, ugly feet. The other reason is that I can’t actuall walk properly in high heels. I’m no Carrie Bradshaw. Instead I’m clumsy and uncoordinated. I manage to trip over imaginary objects in flats so heels just turn me into a walking disaster. I know I’m not the only person who has this problem because I’ve recieved at least ten bruises or cuts from stilletto heels in the last year. In fact a very common club/pub reason for female hospitalization is unintentional high heel stabbing. Sky-high heels and alcohol do not mix. If people are stumbling around on others feet it’s bad enough but when you throw a metal spike into the mix it’s just painful.

Basically what I’m saying is that high heels equal pain. Yeah yeah no pain no gain, beauty is pain, blah blah blah. In this case I just can’t accept that the ends justifies the means. I hate high heels. You’ll never find any in my wardrobe.

Oh, and for the record, I’m actually quite short.

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