I
am a complete shoe fanatic but every time I shop for them now it’s all,
Noooooo
Because
it’s just impossible to find something that doesn’t wreck my hip and knee and related
muscles. I am so tired of hobbling over
to my chiropractor’s and confessing that, once again, I have failed to stick
with perfectly orthotic shoes.
(Also:
sick of being well short of retirement age and having to stick with orthotic
shoes. Pout.)
The
worst though is shopping for corporate-friendly footwear because you’re so much
less likely to find spongy soles and enormous arch support and nonexistent
heels in a dressy style.
Which
is why I ended up splurging - and I mean it actually pained even me,
the queen of irresponsible yarn-buying – on these pointy-toed Oxfords for the new job.
You know perfectly well what I was thinking when I fell for these shoes, right?
They are lace-up brogues. Which would naturally be worn with socks. Perhaps... handknit socks.
No?
Okay, maybe the red and all the colour changes are just too zippy. What about... these?
No?
Oh
man, am I really going to have to go with storebought plain black nylon things?
(I couldn't bring myself to take a picture of that so I will just quietly confess that the combo looks great. Still. Principle.)
... time to get going on some super plain dark coloured socks, I think.
