Style Confidential: Perfect Fit

Since I became a mommy, my clothing size has been woefully inconsistent. I initially lost most of the weight, only to swell again and then continued this pattern until very recently--alternating between what is probably a quite ridiculous range of clothing sizes. Despite the malleable nature of most of my body, there is one area that never changes and almost always finds the perfect fit: my feet.

I have always had a particular affinity for shoes. While the type of preferred shoe has changed as I have changed, the sweetness of finding the perfect pair has not lessened: When I was in high school, it was all about loafers, heeled buck-style shoes and anything with a chunky heel; college (and a job at Foot Locker) brought on the sneaker crush--and I can fit boys sizes so they came cheaper!; post-college/adulthood has seen the craze for high heels and stilettos soar to new heights. I cannot tell you whether my love of shoes was derived from their always fitting so well, but I'm sure it didn't hurt.

There is a certain level of confidence that comes with knowing your body and what will fit it well. It can take a good deal of trial and error to find a dress that suits my body or to pour myself into a great pair of jeans. So there is nothing quite like that Cinderella moment with a shoe: I glance at it and smile, caress the material, arch my foot into a graceful curve as I slip into the shoe...and sigh with contentment when it fits perfectly. Perhaps this sounds odd, but it really is that ceremonious for me; it's the little things, you know?