All I ever had to do to decide not to wear high heels on any sort of regular basis was to look at my mother’s feet. Years of wearing high heels had given her bunions and pinched her toes so much that the nails had gotten squashed and thickened and started to resemble dog claws. Not only that, she could no longer comfortably wear flat shoes because her Achilles tendon had shortened over the years.
Plus, I’m tall enough. And the damn things make my feet hurt, no matter how expensive they are or how much padding is in them. Walking on your tiptoes is just unnatural.
That’s not to say that I never wear heels. Certainly I wore them a lot more in the days when I had to wear skirts to work; wearing heels was considered part of a “professional” look, and when you worked in a place that required women to wear skirt suits and men to wear their jackets whenever they left the office, you wore the heels. I just kept them in my desk and wore flats to get to and from the office. And then there are weddings and dances. Though I usually wind up kicking off the shoes to dance, unless I’m doing ballroom dancing. Then they’re actually helpful because you’re on your toes anyhow, and traveling backwards.
The WaPo had an article yesterday (via Feministing) about the kinds of damage shoes do to your body. It’s all there, in graphic detail, from the hammertoes and bunions to the increased forces the balls of your feet take with every inch of heel height. The article’s well worth a read, particularly for its observations about the origins of high heels — they’re meant to be non-functional, and were originally worn by both men and women of the upper classes as a sign that they didn’t have to do any useful work and had the luxury to be decorative.
Which really makes you think about the fact that typically, only women wear them today, even when they’re on their feet and trying to function. That they’re “required” by so many professional dress codes really tells you how deep the femininity=decorativeness equation is ingrained into our consciousnesses.
This little equation even seeped into the graphic used by the WaPo. Jessica cropped this bit:
Notice that the graphic is supposed to show what happens to one’s posture when one wears heels. Now, you’d think they’d take the same person in the same outfit and the same pose and just change the footwear. Nope, they used a photo of a woman in a pair of pants with covered arms for the flats graphic and felt the need to dress her in a strapless minidress for the heels graphic. Message? Heels are sexxxay.
Plus, they changed the pose. The woman is standing still while wearing flats and apparently walking out on stage to Riverdance while wearing heels (seriously, why else is she doing that with her arms? Though step dancers wear flats).
Now, the whole heels=teh sex thing does have some basis; after all, they force you to stand sway-backed, with your breasts and ass sticking out. But why reinforce the message that sexiness requires heels, in an article about how damaging they are?