Walking on Fire

Last week I saw a sister, God bless her soul, dying for her beauty in 3-1/2 inch heels. She was minding her business catching the city bus. Sister was bending at the knees and breaking at the ankles. Working her skinny-jeans like a job and looking like an urban statue until she had to fall into stride. Then she looked like “Bronco Billy”.

I remember 3-inch heel days and the struggle of getting them across the city on public transportation. Wearing them because I wanted to look exceptionally cute. In return for my efforts I received the mind numbing pain of hurting feet. I wished I could fly. I contemplated skipping. I would have even scooted home if possible, anything to end the torture.

I now understand no matter how slightly small or a little too big some shoes are incompatible with a whole lot of walking. Some shoes, which I call 2-steppers are not too great for cars. These shoes are for church; walk into building, sit down, enjoy the service, walk back to the car, go home, and take them off.

Enjoy extravagant shoes, but before taking them out to visit, find out if they are 2-steppers. They can turn you into a woman who can walk on glass through fire. I like to say “beauty is pain”. Truth is, “beauty can be torture”….