Royal Blue Isabel Marant High-Top Sneakers

Taller than most, the Isabel Marant Luxe High-Top Sneaker stands at an astonishing two inches (5 cm). The sneakers contain a hidden heel and Velcro-fastening straps. This aesthetically challenging shoe comes in a variation of colors including Royal Blue. The color representative of grandeur, regality, and authority. Seventy-two inches (6 ft) is the exact height I stand at while wearing these shoes. Maybe if I were naturally 2 inches taller that would give me the confidence to conquer the monstrous insecurities that stand at 73.5 inches (6.125 ft). Then the doomful thought floats in my head as I take long strides down the heather gray concrete. These monsters will always be one inch greater than me no matter how much I grow physically. Another replaces that scary thought. Although the shoe is extraordinary there is an ordinary aspect to it. One can still tell that it is a sneaker. The hidden 2-inch heel, Velcro straps, and loud Royal Blue color still do not take away from the fact that at its simplest form it is an ordinary shoe. A shoe that can be torn, discolored, ruined. I would argue that this shoe goes perfectly with many kinds of other attire, but others would vastly disagree with me. My reasoning for this is that others do not understand the history of the shoe and the chokehold it carried on so many members of “Indie Sleaze” Tumblr in 2010.

Similarly, I am taller than most. I feel small most days, but my skin suit hides that. My suit has been called many beautifully horrific things and vice versa but ultimately is held together by the features my parents so humbly passed on to me like mother’s tall slim frame and my father’s strong nose and piercing blue eyes. I cannot conquer any of my problems physically, but maybe the more I grow intellectually I can. The Banana Republic slip dress, Express blazer, and Jessica Simpson pumps I wear set up a false grandeur and authority about me that has too often caught the attention from so many of the wrong people. My decision in the color (clothes) I choose to wear is partially to stand out. I heard in a recent sermon God needs ordinary people to further His kingdom too, but what if I do not want to be part of the ordinary ones. Feeling extraordinary is what I strive for in all aspects of my life, but my grand plan always seems to fail because at my core I’m an average woman with many different disguises. I am smart but I could never be part of a groundbreaking scientific discovery or an author of a New York Times Best-Seller. Thin but not thin enough to walk in Milan or Paris Fashion Week. Pretty but in a girl-next-door way, not an interesting way. Cool but not cool enough to be liked. I try my best to stand out and fit in. I can never have it both ways. I believe that I can fit in with everyone, but many disagree with that statement. I have a history, but unlike Isabella Marant’s Luxe High-Top Sneaker my history does not carry significant importance…yet.