To say I love a sensible heel could be directly taken from none other than Erik. He mentions this often, “Oh Brie, she looooves a sensible heel.” And he isn’t wrong. ‘Tis true. The shoe that features a heel no shorter than two inches and no taller than three has been my go-to for years. I feel safe in them. Like a dainty woman, even. One who might sprint for a cab at any moment or dance without hindrance for hours.
And the mid-heel is having its moment – like a movement started by a collective conscious of designers acknowledging the need for wearable footwear that doesn’t look exactly like your grandmother would wear, but also won’t completely deter any suitors at bay. So I took it upon myself to help show you the way. The path into an existence where you CAN walk home after dinner if it’s nice out, one where you are MORE than able to wear a “heel” around your new boyfriend without feeling like you’re trying to make even the busboy jealous.