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When the shoe fits–and is comfortable as well!

The post was called quite simply, My Feet Hurt.  I wrote it a couple of years ago, but it’s no less true today than it was then.  Even more, I can amend that title after numerous discussions with my midlife friends to, Our Feet Hurt.

We discuss this as often and in the same way that we discuss wrinkles and plastic surgery. Never mind the nasolabial folds that are making of our faces a ventriloquist’s dummy, let’s talk about our bunions and our corns and our arches that have fallen. Some of us have gotten facelifts for the form

er and some of us have gotten bunionectomies for the latter.

Me, I’m just trying to fulfill the vow I made back in October when in a post entitled, When I’m An Old Woman, I wrote this:

“I shall accept the fact that my aging feet demand, should I want to walk on them at all, that I wear COMFORTABLE SHOES.  However, in the 21st century, one of the incredible advances society has made is the design of ergonomically correct shoes that do not resemble herring boxes without topses.  I will search until I find cute comfortable shoes at whatever price.”

I spent no little time this spring and summer searching for sandals that fit that bill. My requirements didn’t seem excessive, but I suppose, given the vagaries of my feet, that cute and comfortable is a relative thing.

Platforms scare me. Even the ones I wore back in the day (and, frankly, last year) seem precariously high to me. The same with high heels. I look at the 4, 5 and 6 inchers women are wearing and all I can think of is tipping over and going kerplunk (which happens to the best of them, but still). Plus, have you noticed the way women wearing those ultra-high heels walk funny? Like they’re bow-legged and pigeon-toed and are trying to maintain that stick in their lady parts?

On the other hand, shoes with ittybitty heels remind me of my years as a gawky teenager, always taller than the boys I liked, forced to shuffle ’round the dance floor in cut down heels while my friends were pirouetting in winklepicker stilettos. Teenaged shame is a powerful thing, and I seem even at this late date not to have outgrown it. Perhaps in my next decade….

If the cute shoes this year aren’t sky high, then they have no backs. I have a closetful of such shoes from years past, but year present I find they add a dimension of insecurity to my walking. I don’t want to have to worry about keeping my shoes on no matter where or what speed I go.

Therein lies the quandry I found myself in this summer. In the past, summer sandal shopping has been a joy. This year, not so much. Everywhere I looked the cute shoes I saw were either sky-high wedges or no-back-strap mules.

Then one Monday, after a particularly fruitless frustrating cute sandal shopping trip, the universe smiled on me and sent me an email from Colleen of FootSmart. For over twenty years, FootSmart has been the major direct retailer of comfort footwear and foot health products. Initially Colleen was promoting the comfort-no-matter-what position, but I argued for the cute-and-comfortable side. We went back and forth a bit on that topic and then I sent her the following email:

Hi Colleen–I spent Sunday trying to find a comfortable pair of sports sandals.  No luck.  Then it occurred to me to see what Footsmart had to offer, and I found these

No longer available on the FootSmart site

and these 

Cute, no? And without question–considering their provenance, Clarks and Drew–comfortable.  Not to mention, ergonomically correct.  And many other attributes that I read about in the Footsmart online catalogue.

The thing about getting shoes on-line is that it’s so incredibly easy.  No travel to the mall.  No slog through the parking lot.  No temptations from the Food Court. No annoying fellow shoppers.  You just sit in comfort in front of your computer (or your tablet or your smart phone) and browse to your heart’s content. Then when you see your heart’s desire, you just click your mouse a couple of times and voila! several days to a week later, your friendly postman brings you a present.  It’s like Christmas all the year!

Thanks go to Footsmart who sent me the two pair of shoes to try for purpose of this review. Obviously the opinions are as always uniquely mine.

The MidLifeBlogger Buys a Bathing Suit

I wrote this post two years ago.  Read it and know that I still haven’t found a pool.  And I still don’t look as good as the model.

I just ordered this bathing suit from Land’s End. It’s February and I’m looking at swimwear. I do this every year. And every year, I pass on the opportunity to clothe my body for a season of swimming. Thus, every year I do not swim.

I do not swim for a variety of reasons–well, at least two. The first is that swimming requires getting wet. I don’t have anything particular against getting wet–I do it every day in the shower, after all–so perhaps it’s the getting wet in front of other people that dismays me. The second reason that I don’t swim is that I don’t look like Christie Brinkley in a bathing suit. Even when I was of the size of Christie Brinkley, I didn’t look like her in a bathing suit.

The fact is that my figure flaws are exaggerated, exacerbated, and made paramount by the wearing of a swim suit. Despite never having given birth to a single child, my belly is–well, it’s definitely a belly—    Continue reading at MidLife-Beauty.com

MidLife-Beauty.com: New Boomer Site

When my friends and I get together there is one topic that hogs the conversation. It’s not politics or the economy. It’s not sex or even our families. It’s the fact that no longer see what we’re used to when we look in the mirror and, frankly, we’re not sure what to do about that. We’re hungry for information about all things cosmetic, even those of us who used to be above such things. Yet the usual places to find such information–the women’s magazines–are, for those of us fifty plus, pretty lean. Vogue does a women at every age issue once a year. Harper’s Baazar does it as a monthly photo feature. More seems less focused on us than the lower end of the Boomer generations. So quietly and behind closed doors, we’re talking to each other. What do you use? What works? What doesn’t? What’s worth the money? What isn’t? Have you tried this? Would you? Yes? No? Maybe? MidLife-Beauty is a window onto what my friends and I are saying to each other about makeup and hair, our skin and our bodies. Go have a look.   We’re in beta right now, so we’re looking for your thoughts, ideas, comments and, yes, criticisms.  It was only four years ago almost to the day that MidLifeBloggers was launched.  We’re hoping MidLife-Beauty will be as welcome in on-line community.  So tell us what we need to know.  Now. Please. At http://MidLife-Beauty.com