I love shoes. Maybe a little too much. So when it came to my wedding shoes, I was in all out shoe mania mode. Especially since photographers take some fabulous pictures of your wedding shoes as seen in the shoe style posts regularly featured on The Bride’s Cafe.
I had dreams of Louboutins, Giuseppe Zanottis and Manolos. Then I found her. Prada Silk Cristal Pumps! Gold and silver! Crystal Encrusted Heel! Swoon.

Except for the price tag. Sigh. Although I love shopping, I’d honestly never spent that much on one item that wasn’t my rent money. Then my girlfriends did something amazing (as usual). They gave me a gift card as my bridal shower gift to buy my dream shoes! They even gave me all these little cute foot accessories (foot creams, scrubs, bunion pads, you name it). I was ecstatic and quickly picked up those Pradas without a hesitation in the world.
With the shoes bought, all was sweet in Margaritaville until this weekend. I wore those 4″ puppies to our dance lessons for our first dance number. 2 hours later my feet were killing me. I regularly wear heels that are between 3-4 inches so I didn’t think it would be a problem. Yes my feet kill at the end of the day but I love the height and the way heels make you feel sexy and cute. For some reason these shoes hurt more than the rest. I tried them on when I first wore them but obviously it’s much different dancing around on them for 2 hours. Now, I’m worried about making it through the day/night without falling over.
I need some advice about what to do. Should I suck it up and break them in? Should I get them stretched out? Should I look for alternative shoes? Should I buy shoes to change into later? Any and all suggestions would be much appreciated. ![]()
I would definitely wear them a few more times and see how you feel. Sometimes shoes do stretch and feel more comfortable the more you wear them.
But definitely have another more comfier pair ready as well. I know when I took pictures before the ceremony at the gardens, I wore a comfy old pair because the grass was muddy…and glad I did because we walked a LOT!
Unhappy feet = unhappy bride…