With a heel at 2 1/2 inches, it truly was the perfect shoe. Tall enough for me to feel a little cute in, but not that tall enough where my awkward gait would result in me falling flat on my big butt somewhere in the streets of this city. They looked sooo good in the magazine (totally missed how big the pleats actually were), but not-so-much online. Reviews also turned me off with their cries of a lack of comfort and an itchy zipper. With a high instep and a wacky arch to my feet, the last thing I need to be doing is risking my health for the price of fashion. I'm just not that chick. Left up to me, I'll opt-in for a comfortable pair of high tops and call it a day. At the price of sixty dollars, they sounded like a steal. Especially being suede, purple, and very Purple-Rain oriented. What was so hard about getting these funky shoes? Currently marked down at 44 bucks, it was all about the wacky design. How can I put this delicately--large pleats.
I've looked and looked at these shoes a number of times. I've scanned the few reviews cringing and wondering if I'm really missing out. With the pleat/armadillo-looking texture to the shoe, it just looks unattractive. I've tried to let it grow on me. This would be my first boot of color, outside of a pair of ultra funky Fuchsia boots I had as a little girl back in 1993. As a young woman still trying to find her own style, these boots felt like a step into the right direction. In my head, they felt like a "fashion don't". Why couldn't the boot have a smooth suede design? Was I really thinking a touch too hard about the design in the first place? I keep thinking about these ankle boots because I've been inspired by other plus-size fashionistas to rise above the idea that bigger women can't look and feel good. if they can do it, surely I can at least dabble in the idea.
I feel like the boots are calling my name and pressing me to get over the pleats and the not-so-happy reviews. If I get them in a large enough size and wear the right socks or tights, it shouldn't be a problem. They're the perfect heel size for cryin' out loud! How could I turn them down? Even a couple of my friends have told me at least twice to get these shoes. Although it's up to me in the end, it's almost as if I'm missing out on something that everyone else is clearly seeing. Still there's a voice in my head (in the most ghetto-fabulous voice ever) saying "them shoes is uglay!!!" How do I silence this backwater chick as I run out of time to contemplate a fashion choice? It broke my heart years ago when I could no longer fit my funky black ankle boots. After years and years of trial and painful error, here's my chance to get my funk back. What do I do? I feel torn between curiosity in my head and trying to be a "logical shopper". Who knows. At the last minute, I'll probably declare they're the shoe for me. ;-)