It’s easy to scoff at and her penchant for ridiculously overpriced shoes she couldn’t afford, but at least she actually all of her Manolos. I considered this fact recently when I confronted the wall of high heels I’d bought for various weddings and other fancy events—but never actually spent a full evening in, as my ability to tolerate foot pain hovers somewhere around “baby level.” (If you’ve never put on and then swiftly ruined a pair of pumps, I salute you; did you know the RealReal weirdly doesn’t buy items that are stained with blood and Band-Aid residue?) At some point, I decided I’d simply had enough.
Why was I spending money I didn’t have on shoes I’d wear for photos, only to change promptly into Crocs in order to actually enjoy my friends’ weddings (which, as a good and loyal bestie, I mostly spend on my feet, chasing down safety pins, Advil, Xanax, or whatever else the brides in question may need)? These days, I’m all about occasion shoes that I can . No, I didn’t snag the , but I’m pleased to say that I am committed enough to the Crocs-as-formalwear life to have a pair of custom pearl-and-shell jibitz currently being made for me by a Toronto-based designer. So, when I saw matching bright-yellow Crocs to her Monique Lhullier gown at the on Sunday night, I had many, many thoughts.
I’m not an unbiased audience, as Crocs is one of the few brands to ever send me free merchandise (the other two, in case you’re curious, are Lanz nightgown.
