Whenever I go out (the people always shout... slut), I bring heels, wear them for about 5 minutes and then spend the rest of the night in flats. So, for the time being, I'm giving up on heels altogether. See, I have fallen arches, which means that wearing heels is about 10x more painful than it is for most people. I get the same pain when I go snowboarding, but I tend to keep going until the pain until it goes away cause I love snowboarding so much. This usually takes a few hours and I can't actually describe how painful it is. All I can say is that at the end of each run when we get the chairlift back up, my feet still hurt to the point where I can't sit still and cry a little bit.

Anyway, when I go out, I'm stay out between about 11 and 3 usually, so that means the pain isn't going to go away in that space of time, so why bother? Strappy shoes aren't so bad because I don't have to work as hard to keep my foot in the shoe, but still, it wrecks. Also, (lucky lucky), I have a boyfriend so I'm not looking for my bit, I just love to dance and not care about my general appearance.

Woot.

All of this leads me to this picture of my happy feet (and Molly's).