Posts Tagged ‘wedding


Ultimate Shoe Test: Dancing

If shoes had an enemy, it’d be dancing. We’re all painfully aware of what cutting-it-loose does to our feet, and yet we continue to damage our soles all in the name of disco. This dilemma even led to the creation of Rollasoles, as reported last week on Shoetube. But if you don’t live anywhere near London, Los Angeles or New York, blisters and scabs will forever pester you every time you bust a move.

Until recently, my motto was—like most girls—beauty is pain. That is, until I met Report Signature‘s Tocai platform heel. I’d had a casual night out with Tocai roughly a month ago as she escorted me to a  going-away bash in Uptown. The highlight of my night was being yelled at by one of Chicago’s finest, “Hey, hey you! Can you run in those heels?” As his partner sped the cop car away in embarrassment, I only thought to scream back, “Only if I have to!” A memorable experience, yes, but the Tocai and I didn’t bond that night.

Report Signature's Tocai, available through

Report Signature's Tocai, available through

We did however, form a lasting relationship at my friend Whitney’s wedding two weekends ago at the Chicago Botanic Garden. And it wasn’t just any relationship—it was a dance relationship. A wedding is one of those occasions where you’re expected to look fierce despite the impending dance floor that awaits you. I decided to go with a silk blue cocktail dress and took my chances by pairing it with the Tocai in coral.

I’ll admit the 5-inch heel took some getting used to, but not once during “Sweet Caroline” or “Hey Ya” did my feet cry out to the heavens begging for an amputation. And even after all the dancing, I still managed to flaunt my stuff at the after-party. If dancing were the ultimate test of a shoe’s worthiness—and we all know that it is—the Tocai would pass with flying colors.

And with that, I think dance floors should be mandatory in all shoe stores. Who’s with me?

Report Signature's Tocai, available through

Report Signature's Tocai, available through


Something Bargained, Something Blue

I am at a very elegant wedding in a $5 dress.

Worse, I pulled it from a cardboard box at a flea market over the summer.

I only had four one-dollar bills that day. A swarm of thrifty women were closing in. The drummer boy was out of cash-lending range, tables away, amassing records. But I stuck the dress under one armpit, dug elbow-deep through my hobo bag and came up with exactly 101 cents. It was mine.

From then on, I knew this fancy frock deserved to be treated to something spectacular, like a gorgeous fall wedding in the mountains. What better to accent persimmon polyester?

Well, there is just one thing, sky-high heels in rich teal suede. I found them on the eBay outpost of a sweet boutique. These pumps have a classic shape, so they look natural with the 70s-style loose cap sleeves of my flea market find. But the color gives the entire outfit a modern pop, erasing my self-imaginings as a frugal frump.
Until I get here that is, surrounded by a small army of beautiful bridesmaids in sophisticated, floor sweeping ethereal brown. The bride, my friend Beth, chose an ornate, strapless, full-length gown. She looks marvelous, as if she’s holding court. I wonder if I’m a worthy courtier. I head to the bathroom for a final hair check before we take our seats. On the way in, one of the celestial bridesmaids is leaving. I duck my head, smile lamely and try not to appear tacky. But she stops me and says the only thing I wanted to hear today, besides those beautiful vows of course, “I love your shoes.”


Here Comes the Bride (and the Blisters)!

For brides, bridesmaids, and guests the perfect wedding shoes can be as mythical as a bridesmaid dress you can wear again.

“Bridal” shoes have always been a mystery to me for the sheer fact that I can’t imagine buying a pair of shoes to only wear once! Over the past several months I’ve been a guest, maid of honor, and consultant to several very dear brides-to-be; I still don’t understand “bridal” shoes, but I have made some very interesting observations.

The ideal wedding shoes must be fabulous, comfortable, and ready to party, right? When it comes to choosing shoes, the wedding guest probably has the widest range of options, since she will be wearing an ensemble of her choosing. Next are bridesmaids depending on whether the bride dictates shoes choice, and then there’s the bride. On one hand the bride has every option: bargain ballet flats, Blahink’s with bling, why not go barefoot?! Then again, it is your wedding and as much as you might love to walk down the aisle in Chuck Taylors, it’s just doesn’t seem quite appropriate.

It seems that when it comes to weddings, choice is a luxury not afforded to many. Sometimes you have to make the most of what you have and insert some foot petals or get creative. Whether you’re a bride stretching out your wedding shoes by wearing three pairs of socks or a guest trying to keep a pair of slingbacks slung with some scotch tape, you may find that any shoes can be the perfect shoes when you’re spending quality time with friends, family, and a strong cocktail.


Farewell, My Lovelies

Every girl needs one pair of designer shoes. It’s a defining moment; a right of passage and a sense of having arrived. I imagine it’s the same feeling a guy gets with achieving surround sound. I still have the first pair of designer shoes I ever bought. Three inch, Black, strappy Jimmy Choo heels that buckled around the ankle. They were brilliant, sexy, sophisticated and cost me half a month’s rent. I bought them four years ago for a friend’s wedding at the Beverly Hills Hotel.

Those shoes were about the only thing I hadn’t kicked off when I myself was kicked out of the hotel after the concierge caught me making out with one of the groomsmen in a broom closet. Since then I’ve gotten them stuck and torn in a subway grate, suffered blisters and broken straps, and had the soles replaced three times. But I don’t care. If they’re worth their salt, chances are you’ve worn your shoes to some pretty amazing places. All the battle scars are reminders of where you’ve been; the good times and, in some cases, the bad times. And in the end, if you’ve chalked up more good memories than bad, your fabulous pair of shoes are worth the money you scraped together to buy them. Because let’s face it, retail therapy may be cliché, but damn if it doesn’t work!

Shoetube on Twitter

April 2020