The Blog Formerly Known As Practical Paralegalism
I’ma be honest. These pictures are from the Friday before last.
The last time I wore my beloved Franco Sarto shooties.
I thought these shooties were my friends. But the nature of my job has changed. As an immigration paralegal working in a historic house, you walk up stairs, run down stairs, and scoot back and forth between clients and the copy machine, rather more like a nurse in the ER than a sedentary desk type.
By the time I got home on the last day I wore these shooties, I was experiencing nearly crippling left foot pain. Right across the ol’ big toe joint, home of our family’s genetic hallux valgus deformity (fancy word for bunion). I did the reading; I know many experts attribute bunions to women wearing too high heels, and too small shoes (word on the street is a lot of women don’t wear their correct shoe size). But my mom has hallux valgus deformity, and she’s rarely worn high heels for long periods of time.
Is it time to mourn my formerly pretty feet? Not yet, because you can’t really see much of a bunion, but wow, the pain is enough to make you beg for mercy. Or a Vicodin. The Vicodin would probably work better.
That weekend, I limped through several shoe stores, and discovered Clarks and Easy Spirits, and other well-padded shoes with big toe boxes that will be kinder to my feet, and aid me in my frantic sprints around the office.
I am mourning the loss of the Franco Sartos.
Any of you guys experiencing, er, changing feet? Watcha doin’ about it? What budget-priced comfort shoes for the office do you recommend?
P.S. I am linking up to Not Yet Dead Style’s wonderful weekly feature, Visible Monday, celebrating the vibrancy and visibility of women of all ages – even those with bunions.