Does the shoe really fit?

As I faintly make it back up the 70 stairs to my quaint Lower East Side abode I curse the 4.5-inch wedge boots I decided to wear to work today.

Once I regain my composure and my breath I shed the chocolate-colored parcels while my mind races to the question, “are the benefits to heels really worth it, and moreover, what are these said benefits”.

I must admit that I do love the way I feel in sky-high heels. I feel sexy, powerful, and I walk with that much more “swagger”, but when I throw on my gloriously comfortable gel-cushioned Adidas black flats all my confidence boils away and I regain my awkward gait. I admire the girls that can confidently wear flats, for I know I was once caught at Bagatelle in a pair of high-end metallic flats and all night I wanted to crawl beneath the banquettes.

Do we really lose our power when we come down from our astronomically priced high-heeled throne?

I debate whether to get into a discussion on how women feel the need to wear heels to appeal to men, but that simply is a copout for the reason why women wear these dangerous things that throw off our body’s alignment, cause numerous injuries, and break our piggy banks. The real reason women or at least me wear heels is because I adore how I feel in them, plain and simple. I will choose to wear the most uncomfortable heels day in and out just because I feel better about myself in them. Am I crazy? Perhaps, but I guarantee that I am not the only woman in Manhattan that agrees with me.

Instead of tossing in the towel and changing my heels for more practical flats I decide from now on I will just wear socks as I descend and ascend my fifth floor chambers. To every other woman, or drag queen (especially my Danna) if the shoe fits and you love it- rock it girl with all the swagger you can muster!