So last nite I watched “The Devil Wears Prada” for like the hundredth time. Each time I watch that movie I am awakened to new discoveries in my heart. Last nite it was all about heels. Working at my new job I am surrounded by “clackers” (as the movie calls them). Most of the women that I work with rock the heels…well, at least for half of their shift then they change into flats because their feet hurt. And not just any flats, of course they are Gucci or Hermes or Louboutins but that is another blog post. So..What is the point? I feel like I should be wearing heels or “big girl shoes” to work because that is what you do at Tyson’s Corner. So what did I pair with my BCBG skirt, Morrow jacket and Betsy Johnson tights today? My flat boots. I am wearing flats to work. I love heels. They are sexy and sophisticated and make me 5’7 but I work on my feet for 8 hours a day and I am not crazy. I don’t get the point of wearing heels for 3 hours and to kill myself. A heel does change a woman. There is something about it. I love that this is my struggle right now. To heel or not to heel. There are other pressing issues in life like: finding a place to live by the end of the year, paying rent, getting a lawyer, building my business but whether or not to wear heels was the issue of the nite. Im glad I got that out. Let me know what you think about heels….