MJ quilted velvet and patent orange flats
I wore these Marc Jacobs flats yesterday (see attached)--adorable, no? And in principle, they're pretty comfortable, especially for someone whose foot is exactly as wide at the top as it is at the bottom. Can you guess the problem with these shoes? Yes, it is the universal problem of ballet shoes, which assume that all of us have an AAAA width and are possibly flat-footed.
But let me not be so bitter. This shoe would have probably gotten a C+ from me had I not plantar fasciitis and be forced to wear orthotics, which makes walking in low-cut shoes a little uncomfortable to begin with. And as far as ballet flats go, I have to say this actually rates quite high on the comfort scale. It's certainly heads, gigantic heads even above the Delman flats (you know the ubiquitous model, suede upper, patent toe, pancake flat, deceptively soft and comfy, but murder on the hard, unforgiving street after only a few dozen steps. You know what I'm talking about, right? Those I only wore once in my life, over a year ago, and they've been lingering in my closet ever since.)
Not these MJ flats--wore them...um...well, more than once, that's for sure. If I had stuck with wearing them for, oh, a total of only 20 (Philadelphia) blocks, I would have been fine. I walked at the very least twice that, and I couldn't wait to take them off when I got home. They scrunched my toes something fierce. And I'm not a particularly wide width--B, B+ (M, M+, if you will)--not an A, and not a C, that's for sure.
Well, I guess I'll still wear them--but only around the neighborhood.
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