In Bound Feet Blues, I talk about how I used to envy men their solid, sturdy shoes. Men’s shoes give them the freedom to stride around as if they own the world. Whereas some women’s shoes – especially the more feminine, delicate ones – felt like they hobbled me and restricted my ability to move around.
In particular, I loved the look of brogues and longed to own a pair. But men’s shoes are of course huge and would never fit me. And I would feet too embarrassed to go into the men’s section of shoe shops to ask to try their shoes on.
The great thing now about our post-modern, post-feminist world is that there are brogues made for women – like this rather elegant pair…
Do you suffer – or have you ever suffered – from shoe envy too? And if so, what and who did you envy..?
Bound Feet Blues - A Life Told in Shoes 