Size 11. really?

Since my prepubescent years I have been scarred with the worst possible thing that could ever happen to a shoe lover -> big heinous monstrous massive titanic sized FEET. 11 is my number and apparently us size 11'ers are not worthy of enjoying what happens south of your ankles. Our size is always the first one to go because apparently our shoe size is "not common". Oh ya def. Obviously those beautiful pairs of Miu Mius are on sale at superfreakishlyamazing price and they have every size BUT MINE. You know, You just get used to this misery and you sometimes say to yourself, should I just go and buy those pairs of shoes from Geox or Aerosoles since they do have my size? But no...you come to your senses and stick it out. You raid every shoe website that is  on your Safari tab and it kind of becomes your side job. JOY TO THE WORLD.
A N Y W A Y S...my friend and I (who is a size 10) went to the 8th floor museum at Saks one day to do our usual drooling. Both of us tried on Chanel flats pretending we were going to purchase them. It was fun I must say, until the bored salesman had to literally yank them off my feet. They were like the fro to my yo. One day I will own them . YA HEAR! luckily they do make them up to a 42 woohoo.


So to conclude my sob story of being the hulk...to all my size 11 gals out there... I feel your pain (and ur desire to assassinate all size 7 and 8ers) but we will get through this!


To future designers who care!