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A day of hell in a pair of H&M black leather ankle boots

I bought these shoes last year and wore them once. The experience was horrific enough that I never wore them again. But today I decided to give them another try. After all they are my only pair of real leather ankle boots and although they were cheap by some girls’ standards they weren’t cheap by mine. But this was the second and last time that my H&M black leather ankle boots will ever get worn. The experience today was even more horrific than the first time around. I had to have someone come out to meet me with a pair of sneakers. I was in such excruciating pain for the couple hours I had to endure the shoes before the sneakers arrived I wanted to cry. The shoes are my right size so it wasn’t a matter of them being too small. They were just too hard. It was like I imagine it would feel to walk many miles in shoes fashioned out of planks. They torture the bottoms of your feet. It was hellish.

h&m black leather ankle boots on floor

I had even removed the tongues from a pair of sneakers and inserted them into the boots but they provided no cushioning for the bottoms of my feet. And I think even if I might have had gel insoles or something similar it would still have been a bad experience. The heels on the boots are only about 2 inches and they are chunky but the boots were still difficult to walk in. In my experience it’s very difficult to find comfortable heeled shoes. Off the top of my head I can think of only one pair of heeled shoes I’ve ever owned that were really and truly comfortable. They were a pair of Nine West sandals. They had such soft cushioning it was amazing; and the heel height was just right in the front and back. I guess part of the reason they were as comfortable as they were was the rubber on the soles. And I guess it would be an eye sore to have rubber on the soles of certain types of shoes. But my gosh–shoes should never be allowed to cause such torture.

Singer songwriter Adelamonica AKA Avenue Sixty editor in chief. Writing as Monica for The Monica Archives. Writing has always been one of my passions. In fact, when I was a teenager, I used to tell people they should remember my name, because I was going to become a famous author. I used to live to write and write to live--not in the sense of writing for income but writing to combat depression and to feel a sense of purpose. I've written novels, poems, articles and essays that I tried unsuccessfully to get published over many years starting in my teens. When I discovered blogging several ages ago, I turned to that avenue as a means of doing what I love without having to worry about publishers and their rejection letters. Modeling is also something I have always enjoyed and something I wanted very badly to do as a teenager. So badly that I used to lie and tell people I was a model. I would carry around a large portfolio style photo album and claim it was my modeling portfolio. But, as with my writing, the people with the power to make my modeling dreams come true saw nothing in me that made them stop me in the streets of New York to offer me a modeling contract with their agency. So when I discovered the ability to photograph my own self (before cell phones and selfies) I took up a hobby of pretend modeling at home and that hobby has remained with me throughout my life as a form of self expression and self therapy. I ask that you kindly excuse my lack of worldliness and any instances where I demonstrate lack of tact or lack of knowledge and even lack of basic intelligence in my writing and posing. I'm just here trying to have a little fun doing the things that make me happy. I'm just an average human for whom writing and posing and singing and dancing and the other things I do are ways I express myself and keep myself going on this ever challenging journey of life. I hope you will find something even remotely useful or interesting in the things I share.

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