My shoe quest was easy. And it was fast. Ever since I picked our colors, I knew I wanted my shoes to be navy. So I kept my eyes open. There weren’t too many options, but I was confident that as soon as the fall-winter clothes arrived at the stores, I would find them.
One day I was walking through the mall and I decided to enter a small shoe shop. And there they where.
I think they are perfect. What are the odds of finding navy shoes with a coral accent? I tried them on, and while they are a bit taller than I would’ve wanted (four-and-a-half-inch heel), I bought them right then and there.
So lately it seems like I’ve been moaning and complaining about how hard wedding planning was at the beginning, with the necessity of the wedding binder and the drama of picking a date.
I’m sure you’re all like “Come on, Miss P, where’s something fun and shiny?”
I’ve got you, boo. Truth is, that’s exactly how I felt at the beginning of wedding planning: so much stress, so little fun. So when my sweet sister, MOH Curls, gifted me my first wedding-related present for my birthday at the end of December, I had to smile and breathe a sigh of relief.
She found my cute little blue “I Do” shoe stickers at Francesca’s (you know, among all those awesome cutesy little gifts they have?) and included it in my birthday present among some other goodies.
These little stickers were a reminder that this whole process is supposed to be fun. And it reminded me that other people are as excited to see this happen as we are and that maybe I should chill out a little. They’ll make for some cute pictures too, like getting-ready pictures or something romantic with my new hubby.
But, being the girl that I am, I couldn’t just leave it there. I started over-analyzing.
Back when I was a young, starry-eyed girl graduating from college, I made a promise to myself that my first paycheck would go toward my very first pair of designer shoes. I had worked hard in school, landed a great job, had a bonus tacked on, and I was going to reward myself!
Well, as it turned out my first paycheck went to cover my credit card bills that I had racked up gallivanting around Disney World finishing up my College Program with BM M. OK, that’s plenty rewarding enough. I wasn’t too hard on myself.
In hindsight, why did I spend so much time poring over shoes when I’m going to be wearing a long dress and no one will see them anyway? I digress.
Let’s talk shoes.
You guys, I am such a magpie when it comes to shoes. Here’s the thing—clothes are fickle. Gain or lose a few pounds, and your favorite pants no longer fit. But shoes are loyal; they stand by your side and fit you perfectly no matter what the scale says. Therefore, I BUY ALL THE SHOES.
Naturally, for the wedding, my feet must be clad in the finest footwear. I spent an absurd amount of time scouring Zappos, Piperlime, 6pm, BHLDN, etc. to find the perfect pair. My criteria:
Versatile. I didn’t plan on dropping a ton of money on a pair of shoes I could only wear once. (But what about your gown and veil, one might ask? OOPS.) Unfortunately, that ruled out the adorable colorful heels I see so many people wearing—as much as I’d love my shoes to be my “something blue,” I wasn’t sure if I’d ever have another occasion for blue dress shoes.
Comfy. My tootsies deserve the utmost comfort, especially when I’m going to be wearing these shoes for a loooong time. Also, I’d like to avoid going on our honeymoon with blistered feet.
Three-inch heel. My comfort zone. I wear pumps almost every day for work, so anything less than three inches doesn’t feel fancy to me, and anything higher is asking for trouble.
Under $100. I know, I know, #yolo and all, but a girl’s gotta budget.
And oh, the contenders”¦(warning: shoe porn ahead!)
Last weekend, with a very uncertain Mr. O standing watching (Those are brand new! Are you sure you don’t want to test it on an old pair first? What happens if it doesn’t work? Or they get ruined?!), I set about making my pretty pink wedding wedges sparkle. This is definitely one of the easiest DIYs I’ve ever found, so if you’re on the fence I definitely suggest giving it a try. Honestly, if you did it and hated it, you could probably find a way to peel it off or remove your work somehow.
You will need:
Mod Podge gloss finish
A sheet of paper
A clean small paintbrush
Newspapers or some sort of drop cloth
A foam brush
First: Cover you working surface with newspapers or a drop cloth so as not to accidentally glitter your dining room table or hardwood floors. (Sorry, Mr. Orchard—I didn’t follow this step”¦I know better now. Much, much better.)
Next: Clean your shoes and dry them to ensure a smooth process.
Then: Cover your selected area with Mod Podge using a foam brush. Dab the area with a fairly heavy coating. Wipe off any excess that may have gotten onto unwanted areas of the shoe.
At any given moment you can most likely find me staring off into space with a goofy smile on my face as I happily imagine myself walking down the aisle on my wedding day. Unfortunately, this fantasy was always tainted by the idea that I may sink into the ground during the walk. My mom and sister got their heels caught in the ground a few times when we toured the golf course where our wedding would be held, and I didn’t want that to happen to me on my wedding day. I considered getting heel guards for the walk down the aisle, but I read lots of mixed reviews and decided a pair of backup shoes would be the best option for me. I remembered Mrs. Coyote cleverly decided to get platform flip-flops for her wedding. This idea appealed to me because flip flops are pretty comfortable and my wide feet have no trouble fitting into them.
I browsed the internet and decided on a pair from My Diva’s Closet. The main reason I went with them was because their site had the largest selection of flip-flop heights. Many other sites I checked out only had four-inch flip-flops, which means they would peek through under my dress, and I don’t want anyone to see these shoes.
Why, you ask? Because I do my best to love my body, but living in Japan has made me wish that there was a certain part of my body that was a little smaller—my feet. I’m a size 10-wide and Japanese shoe stores don’t usually sell anything over a size 7 (maybe an 8 if you’re lucky). This means that I can’t buy shoes (except men’s athletic shoes), which is awful because Japan has some seriously cute shoes.
A selection of adorable Japanese shoes
Like I said, I’m a 10-wide, which limits the places where I can buy shoes even in America. I usually buy shoes online from Easy Spirit or Zappos, both of which have a big wide-shoe selection. Of course buying shoes online has its downfalls; there is a chance they may not fit well or the quality isn’t up to par. I usually end up reselling a few of the shoes I buy online that don’t fit to drag queens here in Japan.
Where did we leave off? Oh, that’s right…we were left wondering what was in the box.
This is how it went down: The card was signed by all my local bridesmaids and my sister. What could they have all chipped in for that would be so big? Our KitchenAid mixer? Some of our pots? The box wasn’t particularly heavy, though…
I opened the box and amid the tissue paper I picked out a pack of magnets and a pepper grinder. Huh? At this point they were all looking at me in a way that made me feel like I was missing a joke or something. Ummm…thanks, guys? You shouldn’t have? Couldn’t find a smaller box for these?
Keep going, I thought…there has to be something you’re missing. And then I saw it: