Outfit Details:
lace top – courtesy of DKNY (from the gift card I won!)studded belt – from my mom’s shop, Hourglass Consignmentsparkly tutu skirt – Urban Outfitterstights – HUEEddie Metallic Ballet Flat – courtesy of Tory Burchivory infinity scarf – I think I stole this from my sistercoat – courtesy of Club Monaco, from one of their parties (best party favor ever)

Makeup Notes: Laura Mercier Tinted Moisturizer in Porcelain, e.l.f. blush, MAC blacktrack fluidline, Laura Mercier lip stain in Hibiscus

When I was a baby, cute little shoesies were not an option. Since I was born severely pigeon toed, I had to wear corrective shoes with a bar between them, which turned my feet outward. Here’s a visual of something similar. I then graduated to the child version of orthopedic shoes, which added insult to my single mom’s injury with their hefty price tag. I consider my collection of ridiculously high heels a form of reparation for the years worth of ugly corrective shoes. Of course, that’s idiotic and detrimental to my weak ankles, and my mom is probably horrified at my lack of care for my sad little feeties.

Lately, I’ve been trying to tweak my habits. I’m not giving up heels – never ever, but I always carry extra flats to change into for walks around the city, and I save the high heels for cab rides (or change into them closer to the venue). I’m rediscovering my favorite flat boots and have been exploring the world of comfortable ballet flats and oxfords.

My feet are thanking me – and I’ll admit that I’m smitten with many of my flats. But weak ankles aside, I’m pigeon toed with or without comfy shoes. And you know what? I still prefer my heels.