Why Do Girls Wear High Heels to High School?
I’m sure there are many reasons – they go better with their outfit, they want to be taller, they feel prettier, or they just like annoying the administration (that would be my reason.) That’s great. If you want to wear them go for it. Everyone has a different sense of style. I am a girly girl myself and I love high heels.
But if you’re feeling pressure to wear them because other girls are, don’t. There is no need to wear high heels to high school. School is for learning and socializing, not for cultivating hammertoes. There is plenty of time after school to throw on your stilettos. I know an older woman who wore high heels so much in her life – at work, after work, probably on the treadmill like Mariah Carey, that she can no longer NOT wear high heels.
What?! Nightmare scenario. She wore them so much it became extremely painful to not wear them. She even has to wear high heels to the beach. As someone who used to wear high heels everywhere, that was a wake-up call for me. I mean I love high heels, but to never be able to NOT wear them?
Me 20 years from now:
Hey Honey, can you go get the mail? I just don’t feel like throwing on my robe and heels.
As I said, NIGHTMARE SCENARIO!
Plus, wearing high heels while carrying a huge backpack, bookbag, iPad or whatever you kids use to learn these days can be dangerous. I learned this the hard way. (Are you really surprised?)
I remember, a brisk morning in September, when I was a senior in high school and decided to forego the dress code to wear platform sandals. I’ve always had a casual relationship with the rules.
Who cares, I thought. What are they going to do, send me home? They won’t even notice!
I was running late and overloaded with baggage, as usual. Not only was I wearing my backpack, but I was carrying two of those huge English anthologies that could double as a weapon, and a bagel. But at least I looked good!
Until I stepped onto a bungee cord, went flying down the stairs, and landed in between my parent’s cars. I don’t care how cute your shoes are, no one looks good wedged between a Mini van and a Ford Taurus. I screamed bloody murder, but no one heard. (Thanks Mom and Dad!) So I figured I must be exaggerating the pain, and I limped to my car.
By the time I got to school, I couldn’t walk. I hopped. Again, no one cares how cute your shoes are when they are wondering about your bunny hop/pimp swagger. My linebacker friend, Brandon, had to throw me over his shoulder and carry me to class. Valiant, but this clearly was not a long term solution.
Well you guessed it, I broke my foot. All thanks to vanity, and wearing those stupid platforms. If I wasn’t wearing them I
a. wouldn’t have been stuck in a damn cast for a month
b. wouldn’t have to sit out of my dance competitions
c. wouldn’t have danced spirit week in a super cool VELCRO orthopedic boot, and
d. I certainly would not have waited for my parents to pick me up afterschool alongside the loser-y freshman! Hello, embarrassing. It may be hard to drive in heels, but it’s impossible and lethal to drive with a paper mache’d foot.
There is nothing wrong with wanting to look pretty, or be stylish. But high heels and a heavy backpack is not the new black. It’s a potential safety hazard.