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 Maryam Nassir Zadeh 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 comfortably dance to in. No, I didn’t snag the bejewelled , 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 Brooke Shields 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 m.
