I was thinking about "the major trauma" of my childhood -- a distinct memory of sitting on the sand between my mother and my aunt in their folding beach chairs and being horrified by their feet, two on either side of me.
Okay . . . how charmed a life must one have had to consider feet a major trauma?Yes, I exaggerate. Perhaps I shouldn't, but then how boring would a blog post about feet be? I need some drama!
My attention was drawn by their own complaints: the bunions, the corns, the hammer toes. It really was a horrible sight. I wanted to reach out and touch but pure revulsion stopped me. My mother used to occasion to warn me about always following her advice to wear sensible shoes. I decided I would do whatever it took to avoid getting deformed feet.
Feet that were not so different from these.
(Google image)
Even though I did inherit my mother's feet in that they are wide and long with long toes, I think I have perfectly lovely tootsies. So far the toes are straight, no corns or calluses, slightest tendency of a bunion.
And by the way, this stuff:
is THE BEST for keeping feet soft and callus free, pure shea butter. (It'll take care of rough skin like a magic sponge on the surface of fiberglass.)
But foot trauma is apparently a tendency that gets passed down through the generations.
My lovely daughter in her oh, so lovely teenage years: "Mom, put some socks on! Right now!"
Me: "Why? My feet aren't cold."
Daughter: "Because your feet are really ugly. They have way too many bones. It's so embarrassing. I don't want my friends to see your feet."
Maybe we spent past lives in China during the era of foot binding? Now that would be trauma!
Okay . . . how charmed a life must one have had to consider feet a major trauma?Yes, I exaggerate. Perhaps I shouldn't, but then how boring would a blog post about feet be? I need some drama!
My attention was drawn by their own complaints: the bunions, the corns, the hammer toes. It really was a horrible sight. I wanted to reach out and touch but pure revulsion stopped me. My mother used to occasion to warn me about always following her advice to wear sensible shoes. I decided I would do whatever it took to avoid getting deformed feet.
Feet that were not so different from these.(Google image)
Even though I did inherit my mother's feet in that they are wide and long with long toes, I think I have perfectly lovely tootsies. So far the toes are straight, no corns or calluses, slightest tendency of a bunion.
And by the way, this stuff:
But foot trauma is apparently a tendency that gets passed down through the generations.
My lovely daughter in her oh, so lovely teenage years: "Mom, put some socks on! Right now!"
Me: "Why? My feet aren't cold."
Daughter: "Because your feet are really ugly. They have way too many bones. It's so embarrassing. I don't want my friends to see your feet."
Maybe we spent past lives in China during the era of foot binding? Now that would be trauma!
Oh, my. You are funny.
ReplyDeleteI had a former boss who always wore open toe shoes and sandals. We were in upstate NY to visit a huge client. Taking them out to dinner after our meeting etc. She wore sandals and no pedicure. Her feet were nasty, dry cracked, her nails were yellow and jagged and I thought you make over 200K a year and you can't afford a pedicure once in awhile or do some home care? It was like a magnet, I couldn't stop looking at those nasty feet. We went to the dinner and I excused myself and went to the restroom. As I was in my stall two women came in and they were my clients! I heard the one say, did you see Eileen's feet? OMG why would she wear open shoes with feet like that? I stayed in the stall until they left, I did not wish to embarress them since I wanted them to sign this multi millon dollar contract. So I sat and listened. They were right. Yes, her dress, bag and scarf cost more than a small car but her feet were so nasty no one notice her gorgeous clothes - just those darn feet! Your daughter should have seen those hoofs, she may have had to vomit.
ReplyDeleteHilarious! Our parents always manage to embarrass us somehow. While my mom had the most beautiful feet - mine are not nearly as nice - she was loud and could swear like a sailor.
ReplyDeleteI was a constant source of embarrassment. Revenge is sweet, though. My daughter has a daughter of her own now. Bwah haha.
DeleteYour feet are dainty and pretty. Maybe, you should add nail polish. There are so many colors to choose from. Have fun with it.
ReplyDeleteI like a pedicure for the massage chairs and the hot stone. If I get the nails polished, i take the polish off by the next day. I think other people look nice with polished nails, can't stand it in myself for soe reason.
DeleteThe circle of life. Parents will always embarrass their young, seldom warranted.
ReplyDeleteLike I noted above, my daughter has a daughter of her own.:))
DeleteOh, to have lovely feet like yours. My feet are ugly: bunions, toe nail fungus, rough patches, bent toes. My daughter would be right to want mine covered. Not yours.
ReplyDeleteWell, I am pretty sure I have the standard issue number of bones but for some reason my daughter thought they were too much.
DeleteUnfortunately, my gnarled feet are a feature I have to keep covered. I'm hoping my granddaughters don't inherit them!
ReplyDeleteI am lucky in that my feet are like yours,not greatly distorted. I do think healthy feet are important.
ReplyDeleteMy granddaughter has little feet so obviously not inherited from me.
ReplyDeleteYou do have nice straight feet and toes. My toes are slightly shoe-shaped because I have a very wide foot. I was cutting my toenails the other day and notice that I now have "old people" toenails - thick, milky and yucky. When did that happen. I may have to go back to pedicures so I don't gross myself out!!
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