Wedging Walking
Isn’t it awful when you’re down town and see drunken girls holding their heels in their hands because they’ve realised that it’s a little too high for their capability so the only other option is to walk around with bare feet? ...cringe. It’s quite simple really, if the heel is too high for you then just don’t wear it! I know for myself that I’m unable to sensibly walk in anything higher than 4 inches. I was ‘window shopping’ down Oxford Street yesterday (trying to save money, you see) and took a stroll into Top Shop and downstairs into shoe galore, where the whole floor is literally paraded with shoes, just shoes. High heels, pumps, ankle boots, brogues, sandals, pumps, dolly shoes, too-high-to-even-look-at shoes and anything else one could possibly imagine. Oh yeah, they even have a range of designer shoes in the corner for those who fancy emptying their pockets. Attempting to prevent myself from spending money, I avoided trying on any pair of shoes whilst my friend was trying on about five dozen. That was until my eyes skimmed across a couple of pair of wedges and then skimmed back to the wedges, to skim once again until my eyes were pretty much fixated on them. I adore wedges. They’re easier to walk in, look amazing and give your whole body height; they look pretty with summer dresses too. If you’re someone who finds it difficult to walk in heels properly, they say practice makes perfect but I say to start off with wedges because it kind of gets you into that routine of walking without your actual heel touching the ground. Then start with 2 inches and gradually work your way up. Saying that, I often hear girls complain that they can’t walk in heels and I can’t help thinking to myself “so what if you can’t walk in heels? It’s not like we’ll judge you based on how high them shoes are!” There are plenty of people who pull off amazing outfits and who do not feel the need to match it with 6 inched heels. Be comfortable with yourself woman or the chances are, no one will feel comfortable around you. Back to my wedged passion, giving in guiltily, (although at the time I wasn’t really guilty) I rushed to the nearest sale assistant and asked for my size. Within 15minutes of simplistically adoring them, I was smugly walking out of Top Shop with a pair of brand new tanned wedges. So much for ‘window shopping’, ey?
Written & Reported by Unsah Malik
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