If you're going to walk a mile in my shoes, rest assured they'll be comfortable ones
Well the parents and the brother are gone and I don't want to talk about it. Silver lining: Far fewer things will be broken/maimed/untidied.
Speaking of silver, Costume Diva is having something of a wedding shoe crisis. Head on over and see if you can help her out.
I can't be of much assistance, because I picked out some silver and white patent flats to wear on my wedding day after looking at approximately four pairs of shoes in one large shoe warehouse in Gurnee Mills. As I was telling her this (via comment), it suddenly hit me how non-traditional that choice was. I mean, who wears flats on her wedding day?
(Unless she's Katie Holmes...
...Oh, snap!)
My wedding shoes weren't strappy or sexy or sleek. But you know what they were? Comfortable as heck. And kind of sassy.
Here, look:
Notice my fashion magazine, coy hen-toed stance. I never understood why women (even who are photographed on the street) stand hen-toed, until I had Noah take a photo of my feet in my normal, toes-out stance. I looked like a duck. Apparently, looking like a hen is better.
As lots of friends like to joke, I was a child bride (I turned 21 on our honeymoon). I'm not sure if it was my age or just my personality, but I was totally laid back about our wedding. I didn't stress about the shoes. I didn't have wedding programs. I didn't even have a trial run for my hairdo (I'll wait for the shocked murmuring to subside...)
Sometimes I see other brides doing fun, creative things for their weddings, and I feel a twinge of regret for not making our wedding more of a Thing.
(cue sentimental sitcom music that suggests the conflict wrap-up is ahead) But then I look at Ethan, and I see myself in him, and I can't help but feel happy to be who I am, because who I am is part of what made him.
He even has my philosophy about shoe selection:
Yep, he picked these himself: One Stride Rite white bootie, one two-sizes-too-small baby Croc. What can I say? He doesn't care what's popular, only what's comfortable.