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I'm never wearing high heels again.

My wedding vintage sparkly ballroom dancing shoes looked good and were quite bearable for most of the day, but eventually my feet started to hurt so I switched to my sequined Chinese slippers which I'd brought for just such an eventuality. But! The stupid buckles of the slippers aren't very good, and while they're fine for toddling around the house at home, they weren't much good for dancing because they kept sort of falling off. So I switched back to the heels. Until eventually I had to take them off and dance barefoot (as most of my chums were doing). None of us wear non-wedge heels on a regular basis, so I was not the only one who found she couldn't walk the next day. Seriously, my calves are still hurting when I go up or down the stairs. How do you regular heel wearers do it?

It also struck me today that were quite a few people at the wedding whom I only ever encounter when out reveling. There used to be a time, and that time was called "college", when I saw my extended social circle on a near daily basis. Now as the years go by and the social circle is pared down, I see my good friends on a regular basis and just bump into everyone else while out acting the jinnet. Which means there are a lot of people who only ever meet me when I'm a babbling loon (ie, when I've drunk more than one glass of wine). I shudder to imagine what they think of me. Seriously, if every time I met someone she was either ranting on at the top of her voice about god knows what and not letting anyone else get a word in edgeways or dancing insanely to 'Africa' by Toto (okay, the Toto thing was just on Saturday night, and my friend the Mozzer was worse because she was doing actions), I'd probably think "good heavens, she used to be quite normal (well, normal-ish) and now she's a deranged old harridan." And little do they know that I'm only a deranged harridan once every two weeks or so, and it only takes about a glass and a half of wine to set me off.

Anyway, I'm going out AGAIN tonight to bid farewell to the Bride and Groom. Where, happily, I will be surrounded by people who know me all too well.


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Oct. 10th, 2005 05:19 pm (UTC)
I believe that your tendons get stronger after wearing heels on a regular basis and so cope better but I have never been able to test this as I can't walk in heels without looking like I'm about to fall over.
Oct. 10th, 2005 05:27 pm (UTC)
Don't your tendons contract when you wear heels constantly? That's kind of why I don't want to get into the habit of wearing them much! But I really don't understand how people can break through the pain barrier and become a regular wearer in the first place.
Oct. 10th, 2005 06:35 pm (UTC)
It is strange, the muscles in your calves required for walking (or tottering) in heels get stronger while the muscles themselves (and the tendons they use to connect themselves to bone) get shorter. So you develop the strength to walk better in them over time, but overall your calf muscles get shorter (which can make it uncomfortable to wear flat shoes).

Don't get me started on what most heels do to your toe joints. Nasty.

Sounds like your pretty heels were more what my friend calls "sitting shoes." Hee.
Oct. 10th, 2005 06:46 pm (UTC)
Heh, technically they are ballroom dancing shoes (they have a soft sole which makes them really good for twirling in), but I prefer sitting in them to standing.

And ew! Reading about shortened tendons makes me want to just go around in my bare feet the way nature intended.
Oct. 10th, 2005 05:35 pm (UTC)
I can't wear heels, they are instruments of torture! I brought festive flat sandals to the EG's wedding, and changed out of the heels as soon as I could. They did look a bit stupid in the pictures, though, when everyone else was teetering about.
Oct. 10th, 2005 05:49 pm (UTC)
Yoga, foot massage, and never wear the damn things for more than four hours straight or your tendons will contract into your ass and you'll walk like a duck on a hot plate forever.

But I have Yogi Bear feet, so don't go by me. ;)
Oct. 10th, 2005 06:55 pm (UTC)
Interesting. I don't wear heels on a regular basis (my normal footwear is 14-hole Docs). But what I found after spending the day of my brother-in-law's wedding in 4-inch Louis heels, was that my feet ached all the next day. My calves were fine, but the muscles on the tops of my feet ached like billy-oh, and my insteps weren't much better.

Be scared by the fact that I chose the 4-inch-heeled boots over the 1-inch-heeled pumps...on comfort grounds! (The pumps give me dreadful blisters; I figured aching feet were better than blistered feet.)
Oct. 11th, 2005 09:32 am (UTC)
My calves were fine, but the muscles on the tops of my feet ached like billy-oh, and my insteps weren't much better.

Yes, I get the weird pains in the tops of my feet from heels as well. Bah, heels.
Oct. 10th, 2005 07:38 pm (UTC)
According to wonderlanded, fifteen years of ballet and your tendons only work with heels. As long as you've got fifteen years until the next wedding...
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