Us ladies all love shoes, right? We all dream of Carrie Bradshaw’s walk-in wardrobe from Sex in the City? Pretty, sparkly, sexy…?
By definition, a shoe is ‘a covering for the foot, typically made of leather, having a sturdy sole and not reaching above the ankle’ (thanks Google!).
Well, I realised recently that the only ‘shoes’ I own are my free-dive fins and my trail runners. Neither of these fall into the ‘sexy shoe’ category and I find myself unsure as to whether I should be proud (in a “Screw you, you toe-strangling foot jails!” kind of way) or ashamed.
I did own a pair of wedges years ago. I bought them in England, under complete duress, for a friend’s wedding. Other than the compliments on my newly well-defined calf muscles, brought on by the need to stand on my tiptoes for nine hours, I hated them (even before I was an island girl).
These hideous foot weights travelled with me to all of my island homes (Seychelles, Mallorca and Mauritius) just in case I felt the need to torture myself again. They remained at the bottom of my North Face backpack for the entire duration… until 2 months ago, when I found them – sad and mouldy from the tropical island humidity. Despite this, I tried them on and I can honestly say that my feet looked like two potato waffles. Much to my horror, I realised my feet have become flat and wide and, well… “islandy” (this should be a real adjective).
So, needless to say, I binned them and figured that – since practically all the trash gets dumped in the ocean here in Mauritius (sad face), some turtle is totally rockin’ my gammy, rotten wedges right now. I don’t miss them, and tropical island living provides me with the perfect excuse not to have to wear others like them. Ever.
Having said all that, I get rather jealous when I see other island ladies looking damn hot in their pretty shoes. I get foot envy regularly. And those women who wear heels to the beach (yes, to the beach!): what can I say? I salute you!
I should also point out that, whilst I am now at zero in the Sexy Shoes Department, I do love a beautiful dress, some cute sandals and sparkly jewellery, and I brush my hair and put on a splash of blusher and mascara sometimes.
My ‘shoes’ might not be sexy but they are useful and I couldn’t go on my island adventures without them. Mauritius is a great place – above and below water – and there is plenty to discover here. My free-dive fins allow me to dive down as deep as I possibly can and my trail runners allow me to climb as high as the mountains will take me. And all of this can happen in just one day, so I carry both pairs of ‘shoes’ in my car. Always.