I cannot imagine I am the only woman whose feet extend to size 10.5 narrow or beyond.
What on earth happens to them? Just scrolling through the adverts is frustrating, infuriating, demoralising. 8.A and a few at 9.A. One or two at 10. Then you hit a dead end.
Trying to find the size you need, which is carefully hidden in most internet shoe advertising, without scrolling all the way through. The shoes you fancy are dangled before your eyes as you search and search: are they the right size?
Only to have hopes dashed as they stop at 8, two and a half sizes too early.
A thrill starts when advertised in half sizes, ’til they inexplicably stop at 9.5.
Oh, what do women do when they are tall and have long feet?
How I long for summer when I can flip-flop about in almost bare feet. Best of all not to have to ask someone to put on my shoes for me. The half size, too, becomes an irrelevance as your foot is not constricted by a heel. At times, you can pace around in flip-flops in men’s sizes, providing they are narrow enough.
How I long to wear the shoes so elegantly displayed in adverts; there are quite a few.
Only the size is the last thing to view, if it can be found on the internet advertising; infuriating.
Yet again, they stop at 8, 9, 10. That elusive half size, 10.5, if found, they announce they have run out of stock.
What happens to women who, I know, are exhaustingly searching for size 11 or 12? What about the half sizes needed? Forget it?
Not everyone is able to meet the horrendous cost the longer sizes demand.
Even flip-flops or sandals with a bit of bling, when found, come with a painful financial sting.
The search goes on, and on, wearing one pair out trying to find another.
2026 Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
What on earth happens to them? Just scrolling through the adverts is frustrating, infuriating, demoralising. 8.A and a few at 9.A. One or two at 10. Then you hit a dead end.
Trying to find the size you need, which is carefully hidden in most internet shoe advertising, without scrolling all the way through. The shoes you fancy are dangled before your eyes as you search and search: are they the right size?
Only to have hopes dashed as they stop at 8, two and a half sizes too early.
A thrill starts when advertised in half sizes, ’til they inexplicably stop at 9.5.
Oh, what do women do when they are tall and have long feet?
How I long for summer when I can flip-flop about in almost bare feet. Best of all not to have to ask someone to put on my shoes for me. The half size, too, becomes an irrelevance as your foot is not constricted by a heel. At times, you can pace around in flip-flops in men’s sizes, providing they are narrow enough.
How I long to wear the shoes so elegantly displayed in adverts; there are quite a few.
Only the size is the last thing to view, if it can be found on the internet advertising; infuriating.
Yet again, they stop at 8, 9, 10. That elusive half size, 10.5, if found, they announce they have run out of stock.
What happens to women who, I know, are exhaustingly searching for size 11 or 12? What about the half sizes needed? Forget it?
Not everyone is able to meet the horrendous cost the longer sizes demand.
Even flip-flops or sandals with a bit of bling, when found, come with a painful financial sting.
The search goes on, and on, wearing one pair out trying to find another.
2026 Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
