Dear all my big-footed sisters,
It’s time to stop hiding your feet from the world.
I realize how weird this sounds, but basically every time I have stepped to the very back of the store where our “big clown size” resides, I have had a conversation with my fellow female shoppers about hot much we “hate our feet.” Well we need to stop hatin’ and start celebrating.
Okay, that sounds weird too. I’m never really more than indifferent toward feet. But there was a point in time where I did hate mine, and I’m here as future me who no longer hates them tell you having big feet is okay.
The times that I did hate mine were when my brother teasingly called me bigfoot, when people would look at my feet an ask, “wow, what size are you?” and I would reply “Oh, one plus two plus three plus four plus two.” (You can figure that one out on your own.) When I can’t find the right shoes in my size (there are ways around this, but it’s still annoying I must admit.) When you can borrow your guy friends’ shoes – maybe this is a plus?
Yes, for years when I was growing up and my shoe size matched my age, I wondered why this sorry fate had befallen me. Does foot-binding like they did in China actually work, I wondered, and would that interfere with my soccer playing at all?
A few years later and foot-binding free, thank the Lord, I realized my big ol feet are perfectly fine. I might end up with the same message that the recent “love your body you’re unique and perfect” ads all contain, the ones that mean well but get on my nerves a bit because they’re so incessant. But my message is a little more specific – about your shoe size, instead of your dress size.
This is a joke I sometimes make, but it’s true that you’re not going to get knocked over very easily. Literally and figuratively. Because not only are you more well-balanced than the average girl, you’re strong, too. I came to this realization begrudgingly at first, hating that I had a body issue small-footed people never even consider.
Anyway. I first started accepting my own shoe fate when I saw others putting their best foot forward. I would see a tall girl and realize they too had big feet. And that it didn’t look horrendous at all. In fact they looked poised and confident and if anyone thought differently like they would give the a swift kick to the face.
And yes, when you have big feet you’re also probably going to be tall. This is another article all-together, but on a side note let me just say, wear that pair of high heels. You look stunning and there will be taller guys out there.
When you’re tall and long in the foot, there might be less of a chance for someone to call you cute or dainty like the size six girls. But there’s a highly likely chance that they’re going to call you fierce. Powerful. A supermodel. Yeah, I’ll pass on the cute. They’re all just wishing they could take a walk in your shoes. Strong is the new beautiful – pass it on.
What I won’t pass on in is the killer steals on size 11-12 shoes at the store when they’re the only remaining size. Or the fact that this is the size my grandmother had and walked gracefully through life and right up into heaven with. If that’s not beautiful, I don’t know what is, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything less. Now I show off my toe ring, Birkenstock clad feet like there’s no tomorrow.
So go out there an seize the day one step at a time. You’ve got big shoes to fill.
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