Skip to main content

Utter Happiness

I'm 5'10.5 ... I feel like that needs to be said right from the start. So, now that is in print for everyone to digest the story is ready to begin. Today I'm wearing my favorite shoes at work today. They are are sight to behold in my opinion. They make me happy. They are beautiful, brown, designer and are pretty much perfect. I still remember taking the tissue off the buckles on the shoes and the feeling I had... I assume it's similar to the feeling a parent has when they see their child take their first steps...

So I'm walking down one of the many pathways that snake around my office I had a realization that might sound crazy and one I've had before but it never seems to cease to amaze me- the realization? I'm tall. And not just tall for a girl, I'm tall for a human being. A quick google search tells me that the average woman in the United States is only 5'3! And the average male height is 5'9. Here's the thing though... i always forget that I'm tall. It's always a surprise to me when I tower over someone and find out that not everyone is tall. Without fail whenever someone runs into me their first look to to my shoes and I see them make a face when they see the heels. I want to yell when this happens! Why is that because I was born tall that some assume I am not allowed to wear shoes? Why is it that because if my height I am suppose to limit myself to flats like these?
I mean they're cute and all, but blah.

Here's the thing... I LOVE shoes. Shoes are my thing. I like looking presentable and for me this means shoes. Here's my list of why shoes are great:
  • Your shoe size doesn't change if you ate too much cake over the weekend
  • They make your butt look fab
  • They make your legs look leaner
  • For me they are a confidence booster
  • They make a statement
  • There is an endless variety of shoes in the world.
As a former chubby girl... these things are all so important! I enjoy clothes, I enjoy getting dressed and picking out my clothes I enjoy jewelry but I love deciding which shoes to wear. I love having great shoes. Shoes are what I deliberate over when I get ready.

To further explain my shoe love to you I will tell you this... 1. I still have and wear clothes I had in high school and I am not at all concerned about it, but I think I would NEVER wear a pair of shoes that I bought in high school still. Heck I don't think my shoes get more than 2 good years out of them. 2. I had a friend come over and clean out my closet. I was fine with her saying " you never wear this- get rid of it" and then she mentioned how next time we should do my shoes and I thought to myself "...and she's never welcome back."

So really all I'm saying here is the next time you see a strikingly beautiful tall girl running around in heels that elevate her to the height of professional basketball players- don't judge her...

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

The Rules of Dieting

Hi my name is Michelle and I have a very unhealthy relationship with food and dieting and the small amount of fat that resides on my mid section. There is something empowering and depressing about this all at once. It's empowering because I recognize it and I can sometimes remember it and control my brain, but it's depressing because I'm sure it's something that will only be fixed by therapy and time and I don't want to put in the work. Also, as a MO it's really one of the few vices I get... and really there are worse vices. As some of you know I was in the running to be on a infomercial. With it came food delivered to my door (no eating out of the box!) and 6 day a week, butt kicking bootcamp classes. The food was pretty yummy (although left me very hungry) and I really enjoyed the bootcamp after the first week of being so sore I could barely move. But then things started going wrong. First, it was HARD to stay on track when people around me were e...

That amazing thing I alluded to...

So the other week on Facebook I alluded to being a small part in a very wonderful thing. Now that I've taken some time to mull over it I think I can share a bit of my thoughts and feelings. Sometimes, I get really down on the world. I think people are just selfish, unfeeling and cold. That no one cares much about anyone outside of their immediate small circle. I feel like I see it daily in the news, on Facebook and all around me. It breaks my heart. The other day I was reminded that I was wrong. Thank goodness. To be honest (which if I can't be honest on my blog where the heck can I be) I have been incredibly depressed these last few months we've been in China. I'm lonely, (love ya Chad, but I'm an extrovert) I've been sick almost constantly and I just want to leave. I have been thinking about how the $760 plane change ticket might be worth it. A year is a long time to spend in a random Chinese town. Anyway, right at the depths of the depression someone name...

The past little while...

So I'm pretty sure no one reads this, which is why I never bother to update, but since I was browsing my friend's blogs tonight I decided to read mine and realized it was incredibly whinny so I should probably update. I came to a sad realization the other night, and it was how much I love my dog. I mean I knew I loved him, but I have found it's very apparent to everyone else how much I love him too, it hit home when I had a friend say, "oh even though we've never met him we KNOW Batman!" It's a sad day to realize that you talk about your dog more than some people talk about their kids. Anyway, so what's been new can be explained very quickly: Even though I work at one of the biggest corporations in America I feel like I'm caught on an episode of Melrose Place EFY!!! I work 6am- 3pm Tues. through Sat. so my social life is pretty shot Insane things keep happening to me- things such as my car being broken into and the only thing of "...