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"Like most fashion-conscious working women, I had reached a crossroads: I enjoyed the feeling of power my shoes gave me, I loved that they made my legs look longer, but I couldn't bear how they made me feel.
In Paris for the ready-to-wear shows recently, I was faced with impossibly steep steps. I almost cried. I couldn't find a cab, but nor could I face the ten-minute walk back to my hotel. I realised that my heels were costing me money—not just to buy them (upwards of £400 a pop), but in taxis, pedicures and visits to my osteopath. (Like so many high-heel lovers, I had developed crippling lower back pain.) And I am not the only one to have foot fatigue. As I stood in the cold, dark Parisian night, I watched other women emerge from the show, and they all had the stiletto-heeled posture: eyes focused firmly on the floor, back hunched, knees bent. Uncomfortable shoes make you tired, irritable and prematurely aged. I recently went on a date with a man who emailed me later to say going out with me was 'like helping an old lady cross the road'." [Daily Mail]