![]() ![]() While I certainly did not want my preteen leaving the house in stripper heels, I was having trouble making a solid case against it. When that argument failed miserably, we found ourselves tossing out words like “cheap,” “easy,” and “wrong impression” - even explaining about “ladies of the night,” for god’s sake. “They’re just not…appropriate,” my husband and I harmonized, pointing out the risk of broken ankles and ripped tendons. ![]() “Give me three good reasons why not!” our master-negotiator-since-birth retorted. “No you’re not,” my husband and I chorused in response. “I’m wearing these out to dinner tonight!” “OMG! I love them! I look amazing!” Avy declared the next afternoon as she clicked across our hardwood floors in her new kicks. My husband shot me a “WTF?!” look - a look that failed to evaporate when I confessed I’d pre-approved the gift. When Avy was 11, for Christmas, my sister-in-law wrapped up a pair of shiny black 6-inch peep-toe stilettos that her daughter had been enthralled with at Avy’s age.īy the look on my daughter’s face, you’d have thought there were a dozen puppies stuffed into that shoebox. This wasn’t our first brush with the land of towering heels. Resisting the urge to put out my hand to assist her, I watched as she carefully stood and edged toward the full-length mirror, where the preening began. “Do not say anything!” my daughter grinned mischievously when she spotted me above her, a dreamy expression plastered across her face. My husband and son, also in tow, naively headed toward the cash register.Ī quick search of the store found Avy sprawled on the floor in the clearance section, tenderly strapping on five-inch, slingback cork wedge sandals with thick black straps, shiny gold buckles, and a small round peep toe. She was pro I was con.Ī few weeks later, our trek to DSW for back-to-school tennis shoes started out serenely enough. We had been arguing over the “appropriateness” of sky-high heels for two years already. When my fashionista daughter got a $40 gift card to DSW for her 13th birthday, I knew the stage had been set for battle. ![]()
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