Farewell to my well-heeled friends
I’ve made an executive decision: I can no longer wear high heels. It's not a decision I make lightly, despite my troubled relationship with them. I admit, I’ve never been great with high heels. My balance is precarious at the best of times, not to mention after I’ve had a few drinks. Perhaps it’s my weak ankles or perhaps I don’t have enough core strength. Whatever it is, I don’t have it. I feel less of a woman, a faulty specimen, because I am not apt at wearing heals. It's a
