Growing Up with Shoes

How funny is this?

Okay maybe not even funny to you.

I have always been a girl who chooses practicality and comfort in clothes. I avoid bell sleeves, no matter how enticing it is with its flowy illusion, I would remind myself how uncomfortable I would feel in that clothe.

I remember the first time I had a bell sleeve clothe - it was a green Raya baju kurung when I was in primary school. In that baju kurung, I went to the the dining area to have some breakfast (expect common Raya dishes- nasi impit, kuah kacang, rendang, lemang). My uncle was at the dining table, enjoying his food alone.

"Lap meja makan. Lap meja makan." He said.

I was obviously perplexed. But then I got it - the bell sleeves would easily wipe the dish-stained dining table. Duh. 😑

The sleeves again created some discomfort to me when I had to wash dishes (typical chores for young girls on Raya 😒).

Aah, but my subject is not about bell sleeves or other sleeves out there.

And, for shoes, I always know what kind that I want. Not high heels, please. I want it to be closed toe. The material, not suede. Nothing fancy, I do not need those eye-catching spikes.

And, whaaaat, recently I chose a pair of pumps for myself. They have some heels, nothing much. I had never choose something even with a bit of heels for myself (forget the heels I had in kindergarten sheeeesh). But I had never chose that kind for me. And I recently chose one.

Such fuss, eh?

I thought that the shoes would be good for interviews and maybe some classes I may have to attend in my next level of education (pre-uni). Something formal.

Sigh.

It seems like I have to grow up, eh? Something that may be as small as an opt for footwear but to me it shows the changes I'm facing due to growth. Geez.