This Little Piggy ...

I couldn’t walk in high heels until 2003; I was physically unable to walk without my ankles bending to the sides. This may have been in part because of my penchant for severely spraining said ankles repeatedly. For whatever reason, in 2003 as I was picking out an outfit for a wedding I was able to wear high heels – not platforms, or wedges, or stilettos.












It was an exciting addition to my existing shoe addiction: to find a well-centered heel with the toe slightly build up and rounded to avoid pinching nerves. I finally understood the jokes about Barbie’s feet.