Large Shoes

A few friends and I have the same problem. It’s not something we like to talk about, but it’s a problem that many women have. It is never discussed publicly, though it might be hinted at to see if anyone else has the same problem. Once women with this problem find each other, they know they have found kindred spirits. I have size ten feet, and for a woman, that can be embarrassing. Others like me know that when it comes time to find large shoes, it can be a struggle to find what we like in our size. Many styles are made in large sizes, but some just aren’t. I don’t think it’s fair.

Having to buy large shoes can be like having facial hair. No one wants to admit it, or talk about it, but the problem is very wide spread. I don’t know why we do this to ourselves, but we do. There are times when I am shopping for my large shoes and I wander into the size six department just to see what it feels like to have normal sized feet. In all fairness, my feet aren’t that bad, but it is hard when someone asks what size I wear and I have to mumble that I take a ten, and sometimes, a ten and a half.

If you buy large shoes, you may not want to venture into the other sizes like I do. It only leads to heartache. I have found many shoes in the smaller sizes that I have fallen in love with, and I race off to my own size to see if they are there. Half of the time I cannot find the same shoes in the large shoes, and that really makes me sad. I love shoes, even if I have to wear a large size, and when I can’t get what I want, in a small way I feel cheated. Surely there is a reason why not all shoes are made in my size.

My large shoes friends and I keep in close contact. We don’t talk about shoes much, but it was a point that brought us together. We all shared the same problem and that instantly made us friends. We are friends that understand each other. Though we don’t all wear the same size of large shoes, we are pretty close. It’s a shame that things have to be this way, but there are days when I go shoe shopping and I count my blessings. At least I’m not a size eleven. Those ladies really have it rough.

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