...But Can You Dance In It?
"They fit. They are beautiful. Can you stand in them? Try walking. Okay, not bad, you just found your wedding shoes," said my aunt and my mother.
Two days later my dear friend and colleague took a look at my wedding dress and shoes. "You will never make it through the day in those things," she said pointing at the white silk, embroidered and beaded shoes. "Get white satin slip-ons. No one will know the difference but you. And you will be grateful to me, I guarantee you. As soon as the ceremony is over and you guys have a few moments of privacy just change shoes. When you come in for supper you will feel wonderful and comfortable." And Lisel was right.
I wonder often about the passion that demands everything look right. Those silk shoes were exquisite. I could stand in them. I could even walk in them. But I could never dance in them with joy and zest.
