There were so many episodes that were dedicated to Carrie’s shoes. Remember the one in which Carrie gets mugged and the thief robs her of her (gasp!) Manolos? Or the one where she goes to a baby shower of a friend (played Tatum O’Neil) and she is forced to leave her shoes at the door, only to discover at the end of the evening that the shoes are accidently taken by another guest? Or even more disheartening, the episode in which Carrie tries to purchase her coop apartment and she can’t afford the down payment because all her money went to her 40+ pairs of designer shoes? “I’ll be the old women who lives in her shoes”, she laments.
It was recently revealed that Sarah Jessica Parker has discovered that working 18 hour days on the set of Sex And The City in high-end Manolos, Jimmy Choos and Louboutins has caused permanent damage to her poor feet.
“For ten or so years, I literally ran in heels,” Parker told Net-a-Porter’s magazine. “I worked 18-hour days and never took them off. I wore beautiful shoes, some better made than others, and never complained.”
“I went to a foot doctor and he said, ‘Your foot does things it shouldn’t be able to do. That bone there … you’ve created that bone. It doesn’t belong there.'”
It’s sad, because my feet took me all over the world, but eventually they were like, ‘You know what, we’re really tired, can you just stop – and don’t put cheap shoes on us?'”
Apparently the actress is listening because these days a typical photo of Ms. Parker shows her in comfy Uggs, jeans and a ski parka.
Let’s face it, Ms. Parker was paid handsomely for wearing all those luxury brands and the shoe designers made fortunes. Moreover, women who never knew a Louboutin from a Manolo from an Aerosole, felt deprived if they did not own a pair of the $450+ shoes (not that Carrie Bradshaw could afford a pair on her $4.00 per word gig at Vogue magazine.)
I often felt that the women of New York City dressed significantly better due to Ms. Parker’s influence as well as Sex And The City. Perhaps this will motivate the designers to develop a comfortable stiletto that can be worn for more than three hours at a clip. Or how about an elegant handbag to carry the flats or (god forbid the sneakers) to the gala event or party in the event that the Manolo squeeze is just too much to endure? Is that possible?
Mr. Blahnik or Ms. Prada, are you listening?