Remember wedges? Please tell me that I am not the only one.
I am half way between wincing and laughing as I reflect back on my days as a fashionista.
I can still see myself balancing precariously in a pair of wedges, cork to be exact and about 6 inches solid, that took every ounce of balance and athletic skill I possessed to keep upright.
How I looked as I wobbled along, trying to keep my equilibrium, I don’t even want to think about.
How I never ended up in hospital with broken ankles or legs is beyond me; lucky I guess.
The worst part, I truly, truly did think they were fabulously cool. Hindsight takes no prisoners.
I can still envision my father to this day, the bewildered expression on his face, as I tottered around in what looked to him like bricks strapped to my feet.
Too kind to say anything; too smart perhaps.
A love of fashion has no bounds.
They are back it would seem, the wedges are bigger and brighter than ever this coming season.
Thankfully maturity has kicked in and while I am an adopter of the latest with the greatest of gusto, I am also more conservative than I once was. I am decidedly more agile at adaption.
Making trends work for me, rather than the other way around.
I do like wedges and I admire them on many, but some are more flattering and practical than others.
I have been browsing Nordstrom, a dangerous but very fun pastime and found my favourites from the family owned Spanish brand, Pedro Garcia.
I like the clean lines, the modern look yet they don’t remind me of my misguided past.
They have a femininity to them, some wedges can appear too orthopedic and too aging to be flattering.
I see myself wearing these with so many looks; dresses, full skirts, capri pants and even a tailored suit.
By the way, never with socks or tights. *wink*
And did I mention that these are super comfortable? xv
Walking In Wedges
nothing to do with wedges but these parson satin sneakers must be the cutest sneakers ever
they fall somewhere between dorothy, kansas city and little red riding hood