It was the end of NYFW. My feet were swollen, my legs cramping, my head spinning from trying to keep track of our crazy schedule of shows. There was one last party to attend.
But my feet were NOT having it.
They refused to sink into the heels I had planned to wear with the stunning Alexis cocktail dress from Rent the Runway. Instead, they limped over to my leather sneakers and slid them on.
Not bad, I’ll admit. Thankfully I had also picked up a sporty Tibi bomber jacket while at the Rent the Runway headquarters a few days prior, so I threw that over my shoulders too.
I OWNED sporty chic that night, if I do say so myself. And my feet most certainly thanked me for the break when the night was over.
As we gear up for the holiday season, I encourage you to find that comfort happy place for you. When you feel great about what you're wearing, the rest will follow suit.
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