1. Finally, a Comfort Shoe That Doesn’t Look Like One
I owned two kinds of shoes. The ones that were kind to my feet were beige, chunky and covered in velcro. The ones I actually liked hurt before I’d even parked the car.
So I wore the pretty ones and paid for it, spending my evenings with my feet in a basin of warm water while my husband watched the news. Every woman I know has made that same trade.
These were the first pair that didn’t make me choose. They look like a classic Mary Jane, just like the ones I wore to teach in my twenties.