Photoessay #2899 - Good feet

Today, my friend Lee and I went downtown to Nordstrom to find some shoes for me to wear to the wedding(s).  Those who know me know that I'm willing to shop one hour tops.

I know this is hard to believe but these are the shoes I picked out.  And I'm going to wear them.  No lie.  OK, so I'm a lady of a certain age and a certain size.  Believe me, the clothes in the 'junior department' haven't fit me in decades.   Nothing looks good on me, etc etc.

I've also been wearing birkies pretty much continuously since 1972.

So I thought I should grow up and buy a shoe with a heel.  I know, I know, women have been wearing those really high heels for quite some years.  Not me, because nothing looks good on me plus they would hurt, blah blah blah.

So we start looking at shoes.  And Lee and the shoe guy point out that I can certainly wear these shoes.  My friend Lee said no way she could.  And let's be real, most older women's feet look pretty bad.  But the kicky stylish shoes looked good on me.

I have 'good feet'.  Who knew?  Really who knew?

So I can wear these stylish shoes and they really look ok.  The open toes.  The cute strappy models.  I can wear them.

How can this be?  "Nothing looks good on me."

Wow, that is worth the price of the shoes.  Easy.

Thanks Lee for coming with me!