I come to you with a report from the front lines of the war against 5 inch heeled wedding shoes. I stand before you victorious. I know you all have been on pins and needles, waiting for this report. But, before I unveil the shoes, I must first give you the casualty report. No battle is without it’s losses.
So, you know how every wedding album has that shot, that iconic shot of the shoes? Well – if you’re like me, when you see that shot, your first reaction is Wow! what a pretty picture of shoes! I can’t wait to have my wedding shoes photographed and then prominently featured on wedding blogs the world over!
Well… my search for the shoes has resulted in a cruel lesson in karma! Like I said, with any battle, there will be casualties…
I finally found a shoe that could carry me down the aisle to my beloved. I was standing there, in Saks, admiring my feet and considering instagraming them when I noticed that the right shoe was a little loose.
Here! exclaimed the overzealous salesman helping me, I can fix that!
You can? I asked absent mindedly while opening the instagram app. I slipped off the right shoe and handed it to him… glancing up only at the last second as he was affixing a large, orthopedic looking insert to the inside of the shoe.
See! Now it is perfect! It will never slip or come out! he said, returning it to me proudly
WHAT IS THAT? I asked in horror, What do you MEAN it will NEVER come out?
It is permanent! Now you MUST pay for them! He explained gleefully, realizing he had just killed two birds with one stone – both forcing the sale and making the shoe fit my right foot better. And as I handed over my card, I accepted with the feeling of a deflated balloon that my shoe would never be photo material now with a giant dr. scholl’s insert stuck in it.
I know, I know, I know. First world problem. Greenland is melting, time to get over the shoe picture. But isn’t that just the way the world works? I write a blog post about searching for the perfect shoes and now they can’t even be photographed properly. Oh well, these little traumas only serve to remind me that the real reason I was on the hunt for these shoes was because I am lucky enough to have found someone to eternally love… not because this is my one shot at getting a spread in Town & Country brides.
So… without further, elaborate, drawn out storytelling. I present to you the bridal trifecta. It takes a village to cobble a bride, or at least this bride. I required not one but three pairs of shoes to hit everything on my exhaustive checklist.
Shoe one, the Jimmy Choo Straits in a light gold snake stamped heel meets my D’Orsay needs. At 3.5″ heel height it is just the thing to pair with my wedding gown. (and with every black tie dress I’ll ever wear again)
Shoe two, the Louboutin Pigalle 85mm is actually the shoe I based my crazy ranting blog post on. Exactly a perfect heel, dropping in a dramatic line from the farthest back tip of the heel, in a glowingly warm nude patent leather will be the perfect shoe for the rehearsal dinner. (and for any cocktail occasion ever again)
And Shoe three – The J Crew Audrey pumps in in lavender floral fills my need for some floral, botanical, organic life breathed into the fabric. How cute are these for the bridesmaid lunch? (and with white jeans on the honeymoon!?)
And there you have it, I’ve found three pairs of 3″ heeled shoes, each celebrating one of my favorite shoe qualities, each ready and waiting in my closet to help me celebrate this special occasion. Thank you all for your very enthusiastic support through this search! I hope you like my trifecta!