I don’t know how they do it. The women here wear these incredibly high-heeled shoes that make your feet hurt just looking at them. They wear these shoes with any outfit, jeans, skirts, sweatpants, pajamas, you name it. I don’t know if they just want to be taller or if they just figure it’s a great way to put their flirt on. I suspect the latter. Still, it looks a little silly with sweat pants or P.J.’s. (Is that too much punctuation for one abbreviation? hmm)
Back to what I was going to say. They wear these five-inch heels everywhere. What I want to know is how come they don’t twist their ankles to death? I mean, I was only wearing 1 1/2 inch heels when I threw myself in front of the bus, and now I’m hobbling around with crutches. I don’t get it. I should be seeing bus loads of women with ankle injuries, but no, apparently those are only reserved for foreigners, specifically this foreigner. Gasp! I just had a thought (yeah, yeah, don’t say it), maybe all those people with ankle injuries just take a taxi. "Shelves in the closet, happy thought indeed." Sheesh!
At any rate, I have forsworn any more lovely looking shoes with heels in my China future. That leaves me with the very serviceable and not very attractive flat shoes that I have here. Now my biggest shoe dilemma is do I wear the most comfortable ugly shoes to church, or do I wear the less-comfortable but slightly more attractive ugly shoes to church? Now. Now. Now I really miss the flip-flop option.
Weathering The Journey 