I know this may seem trivial, but there’s a point to this story…bear with me. Today, I was in a mad search for a pair of stilettos. I left my pair back at the underground bunker and was too close to my destination to turn around for them. Of course, I panicked. I panicked over thoughts of not being able to find the right pair of size 5 heels for an event. I panicked over the thoughts of not being able to look beautiful tonight, which brought me to this post about the things women do for fashion.
For starters, I am not what most would consider to be the queen of fashion. Being petite and wearing a small shoe size, I kinda get depressed during shopping. After all, I am most happiest in a pair of skinny jeans, a tank top, little to no makeup, and a pair of flip flops. If given the option to wear this uniform every day, I would gladly accept it.
However, this is not the case, and thus, we are slaves to the fashion industry. From every cover of a fashion magazine, Cosmo, Glamour, Vogue…you name it, we are surrounded by images of gorgeous shoes, amazing handbags, and ah yes, the little black dress (a personal weakness, as it is the one dress that looks wonderful on me). As women, we are expected to follow these expectations set by our culture to look like we stepped off the pages of these publications. It is no wonder why young women always feel like they need to be on a diet to conform ourselves to look like a stick figure in a pair of Jimmy Choo heels and forget about inner beauty, which is supposed to be one of the major components a member of the opposite sex looks at…right guys??
So, in my search, I almost broke down sobbing thinking about why I pursue a perfect pair of heels all in the sake of beauty, when real beauty is beneath the skin. God made us to love what he has blessed us with, like a wonderful, caring spirit or a fiercely strong athlete. I know I have some outer imperfections (don’t we all?!?), but I am perfect in someone’s eyes and those imperfections do not matter at the end of the day.
From that moment on, I placed a smile on my face feeling much better and nabbed a perfect pair of bronze stilettos in my size at Nine West. In fact, my stilettos look just like the Christian Loubautin heels I saw mentioned on American Princess. As I sit here waiting in my precious 4 inch heels, I feel beautiful inside and out in my lacy gold blouse and black skirt. It’s those things we do for fashion that sometimes has an impact on our hearts and minds.