Getting ready for church yesterday was a struggle... could be the fact that I stayed in bed that last 1/2 hour - but once again we were waltzing through the door during the opening song. I REALLY hate being late... it irks me something awful. I think I hate it as much as all that texting lingo... maybe more.
I mostly hate being late to church - because not only are you on display as "that family" but you are also forced to sit in the back on the hard cold chairs! I REALLY hate hard cold chairs... I waited in the hall for the overflow curtain to be completely open so that the entire congregation would be able to look forward again before I walked in... and not only because I don't want the "opening night" reveal - I was wearing my brand new smokin' hot red heels (after seeing Barbaloot's I just couldn't resist!) and I'm still a little shaky in them. They are great "show shoes" but not such great "walking shoes" - could this be why they were on such a great sale? (okay, it has much more to do with the face that they're size tiny) I really didn't want to fall on my keister in front of the entire congregation!
In the first few minutes of church I had a few good laughs... a good friend was speaking and after she was introduced I started laughing. No, she wasn't that hilarious... but she was wearing a shirt SO similar to the wall color behind her that she just looked like a head with some waving arms. Maybe I should have put on my glasses at this point but I was enjoying the effect so much that they stayed in the pocket...
and then... I remembered... the closing prayer... I'd been called earlier in the week and asked to give it... only - ummm... I'm still wearing THESE
shoes!
I know, way cute and all - but really SERIOUSLY not the easiest things to walk in... the right pinky toe is a little squished and the back of the shoe has a tendency to slip off the back of my heel...
I'm pretty "heel-proficient" - for crying out loud I'm 4'11" so I have had a lot of practice - but these are giving me a run for my money. With a little more practice I'll be running marathons in these puppies (well, okay, maybe not marathons) but for the time being I am working on gripping with my toes each time I step so that I don't look like an idiot.
I spent the whole walk up to the podium saying a silent little prayer that I wouldn't fall on my face! By the time I got up there I was already in prayer mode so it all just worked out fine...
Turns out the 3 hour block is the max for these shoes though - hope the choir wasn't offended by my barefoot singing :)
(and yes - I'm a little blog-deficient lately... I'm working on my basement still... and birthdays... we'll get back in the swing of things soon - really!)
12 comments:
Pretty much all my heels have a 3 hour time limit. They're just not wearable after that!
Those heels are hot! And I'm with Barb. I have several heels that I can really only wear to church.
And I don't know what happened, but I packed several ballet flats for walking in Vegas, and they were all HORRIBLE!!!! I have blisters all over my feet!
I don't even know what this post was about. All I know is I'm wracked with intense jealousy pangs over your super cute new shoes.
Those are HOT HOT HOT!!! Seriously I love them, and we have to sacrafice for fashion once in a while...maybe the more you wear them the more comfortable they get?
And I hate walking up to the podium regardless because YOU KNOW people are watching you...kinda disturbing!
You are so cute! I LOVE the shoes. Why don't they have them in my size (9)? Of course, they probably would not be as cute as yours! You are a blessing to me with your wit and humor! Rub off on me, please!!!!
Super cute shoe stuff! Love these -- envying these -- but not coveting, since my four year old knee job doesn't appreciate the gams I used to have. The highest heel I can wear these days is, oh, one inch. And have you noticed that flat shoes are not as flattering?
(Oh, and by the way, the solution to never being late to church is to get called to be the Sacrament Meeting chorister! I have to be there fifteen minutes early -- with FOUR girls, all ready to go by 8:30 -- to make there by 9. Or 8:50 if we're lucky. But I get to sit up on the stand and watch everybody else come in late, and I can go barefoot for the whole hour because nobody sees my feet!)
Love Love LOVE the shoes! Glad you didn't trip! I did once, when I was 12, and was walking down from the stand after giving a prayer. I tripped over a toddler who had no business sticking her foot out in front of me when I wasn't looking. My sister said all you could see were my two feet and my two braids (did I meantion, I was 12?) flying up into the air. sigh . .
Those babies are so worth the worry!! Incredible.
Glad the trip to the front didn't include a trip.
I would have broken an ankle out in the parking lot. Em
I LOVE those shoes! so cute! I think the key- to wearing the impossible heel is... walk slow... I rush too much myself- but wearing heels really makes me pace myself... and if I were wearing such SMOKING heels it would look "dramatic" , or posed... like you weren't in a rush- you have everything together...
:0)
you don't like "family on parade?" I have to admit.. I will parade the family in.. instead of sitting in the back row... I HATE those chairs and can't hear anything.
We know you purposely came late so you could sashay your way from the back to the front to give those shoes the proper audience they deserved. One question: why weren't you wearing black fishnet hose with them?
I Need Those Shoes. Beautiful! Send 'em my way when your done, k?
I've always wished I could wear red... red shoes or a red dress, but with my red hair it is a total clash! I've been there, walking in high heels at church, it's stressful!
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