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Whenever I have an event to attend for work, the dilemma always comes in the form of what to wear. Typical, I know. I'm not the type to lay out my clothes the night before, so dressing up in the morning always, always takes longer than I intend it to be. Once I'm fully clothed, though, I always want to breathe a sigh of relief because, hey, I might just be able to get to work early. And then, as my eyes travel from my hair down to my feet for that cursory outfit check, I realize one thing.
I don't know what shoes to wear.
I've heard about countless women who like their outfits revolving around a beautiful pair of shoes. While I fancy the idea of doing that, I'm just not that kind of person. See, when I have an event coming up, the first thing that comes to my head is this: "Will I be leaning against a cocktail table or will I be relaxing my butt on a cushy chair?" While I've realized early on that different events call for different setups, I still haven't gotten around to mastering the trick of foretelling if a particular party will have chairs or not.
Enter the touchy subject of footwear. While I probably own an equal number of heels and flats, there's no denying that the flats get more wear. I love the look of high heels and I admire girls who can wear them for hours at an end, but I just can't subject my feet to so much pain, when I very well know that life would be easier if I opted for flats at the start of the day. Whenever I decide to bust out a particularly high and painful pair of pumps, my annoying inner voice always seems to grate me for my poor decision. I want to bite back at her furiously: "But I'll be the only person at the event in flats!" (Not true.)
So. Back to getting dressed. This morning, I deliberated between two pairs of shoes—a hot pink closed-toe wedge and a blush Mary Jane flat with a low gold heel. I hemmed and hawed while observing myself in the mirror. In the end, I went for—you guessed it—the flats. What can I say? I'm a flat girl at heart. (But that doesn't mean I'll easily part with all my heels.)
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