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I have never been much of a glitzy lady. I like nice clothes, but my style is simple and casual. If I see a shirt I fall in love with, I buy five in different colors – there is not a lot of “Bling” going on in my closet. The same could be said about by my wedding day. It was a beautiful day. Some would say elegant and formal, but defined correctly by my dear aunt as simple and traditional. My wedding invitations were printed on an ecru paper with embossed border and black ink. My flowers were colorful but classic.

My dress was no different than the day. I wanted it to be beautiful, but without a lot of “fluff”. When it came time to find my shoes, I was hesitant and less than agreeable to the high heels those close to me thought I should wear. Heels really aren’t my style and they hurt my feet! I love to dance and didn’t plan to spend my wedding day sitting down, so why on earth would I wear a shoe that was hard to walk in? Yes, flats were presented to me and they were lovely, but so hard on my feet. In the end, I agreed to the heels with one condition. That condition was changing into tennis shoes at my reception. Our wedding was large and the reception was formal, hardly the kind of event a guest would wear tennis shoe to. How could the bride consider such a thing? Well, I followed almost all the rules.

My shoes! My husband’s grandma actually came up with the idea. I guess she either sympathized with me or was trying to save the situation. She found me a very plain white pair of tennis shoes from Payless. Then we went to the craft store and found all types of fun jewels, pearls and stones. Various friends and family members proceeded to help me glue the gems onto my new shoes. The drab white laces were replaced with a shimmery ribbon and then tied into beautiful bows. They were my “glass slippers”, so comfy and made with such love. I think nowadays the term would be “Bling”. I cautiously and excitedly walked down the aisle beside my loving dad in my very high heels. I floated back down the aisle in my heels next to my new husband. I then danced the night away in my version of “glass slippers”.

I would love to show you a photo of my precious shoes, but they are gone. They were lost in our very first move from Dallas to St. Louis. While writing this blog, I searched the internet and there are some very fun options out there for wedding shoes, but I really couldn’t find a close match to my special shoes. In the end, mine were special because of the thought and love that went into them. They were special shoes for my most special day!

By Michaela
Michaela has been with since 2003, showing off her customer service skills to a variety of stationery consumers.
Michaela is mom to two active pre-teens and spends her free time bike riding, boating, hiking and enjoying family time.


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