One of my theories that I've held to in the years since I started college is that once I was an adult, my shoe size would stay the same.
I may have 'blossomed' late, and put on a few extra kilos since then, but ever since I was in the last couple of years of high school my shoe size has been consistent. Or rather, it would have been consistent, except that european and US sizes are now being used for some brands, which means that the number is different even if the foot inside is actually the same.
I have in my possession a pair of knee length, high heeled black boots. I rescued them from cetain death while I was in college when Mum was culling her shoe collection. I had always loved them ever since Mum had had them.
At the moment the are actually fashionable again, but a couple of years back they lost the sole of the heels and I keep forgetting to take them down to get new ones put on. So I haven't been wearing them.
Last week I was doing a heap of silly things down town, and for a wonder remembered my boots. Sixteen dollars later and I had (re)new(ed) shoes to wear. I got them out on Sunday to wear to church.
I don't know what has happened. Feet don't change size, but obviously my calves have, because there was no way I could zip them up.
It's not like they missed by a tiny fraction, either.
And this confirms a suspicion I've had for a while that my lower legs are putting on weight. I told myself I was being overly critical and that it wasn't possible, but my calves are not something I've ever measured for any reason, so I have no point of comparison.
Except a pair of black, knee-length boots.
So, my ideas for where to go to from here?
... Approximately None. *excuse me while I have a little cry in the corner just here*
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