Size 13 Teen Makes Holy Bargain for New Brown Boots

I have 4 pair of shoes in my trunk. 2 flat mules (black patent and woven black) and 2 flip flops (metallic and leather)
When I was a freshman in high school back in 1984 I was already a size 13M.  Like most women, there was not a shoe that I didn’t like.  Unfortunately my size was very hard if not impossible to find.  When we did find a store that carried shoes in my size the selection was usually only one of two shoes in black, blue or brown. (Nothing like, where were you 20 years ago???)   It was constantly disappointing to go new shoe shopping.

My freshman year, my parents really wanted to send me to Catholic school.  I had my own ideas and was really set on going to the local public school because I had been in parochial schools since I was 8.  This was to be my first chance at freedom in a public school.

My parents took me shoe shopping for the upcoming school year.  We came into Boston to the only shoe store at the time that carried size 13.  When we were there, I found these beautiful brown, soft leather boots that I absolutely fell in love with.  The problem was that they were over $100 and my parents did not want to spend that kind of money (in 1984 that was even more than today) But, they relented if I would change my mind and go to Catholic school.  I thought, “I’ll agree to go, wear them the first day, then go back on my side of the deal and continue to go to the public school I was already enrolled in. Since I will have worn the boots, there would be no way my parents could return worn boots.

My plan backfired.  My parents sent me to Catholic school in my new boots and 4 years later I was still there wearing them.  Is there nothing a girl won’t do for her favorite pair of shoes or boots?

 M F


When Shoes Are Hard To Find – We Keep Them A Long Time

A few weeks ago my daughter and her friend were playing dress-up when I heard the inevitable clunk, clunk, clonk on the stairs, and was greeted by the sight of two ten-year-olds wearing an amazing assortment of dresses, scarves, jewelry, makeup and high heels. My eyes were drawn to my lovely pale pink pumps, and the memories came rushing back.  These were the beautiful shoes I bought years ago (20?) when my only options were black pumps.  A size 10 by high school, I am used to being disappointed by the latest styles.  Yes, they are adorable/cool/hot – but they won’t be in my size.  These pink shoes are the most amazing color – soft and warm and sexy.  I remember wearing them in 1989 in Tokyo with a beige silk suit and a rose quartz necklace as I ate sashimi while seated on a totomi mat in a private dining room. I remember feeling like a princess…

But in 1992 I was back in the states and faced with a more challenging situation – finding shoes to wear on my wedding day.  My feet were now barely a 10, and the white shoes I sought were elusive. Satin would not be right, and I wanted comfort.  I looked up until the day before the wedding and then reached for my pink shoes.  They were perfect.  Comfortable.  Something old! And so well made that they still looked new.  If anyone noticed they were pink instead of white, they were having too much fun to mention it.

Fourteen years and two children later, I now wear a size 12, and many years have passed since I added my precious shoes to the dress-up closet. I laughed with the girls, and then asked to try on the shoes myself.  I can squeeze into them for a moment, if I hold my breath, just as I can into my wedding dress! But unlike the dress, no amount of dieting will make them fit again.  While my wedding dress hangs, lonely, in my closet, my shoes have a second life.  My daughter loves them too. So far, she takes for granted that the shoe she wants will fit her.  I know, however, how special it is to find that certain shoe, in my size, that makes my heart beat quickly.  And I am so glad that my pink shoes are still looking fabulous!



Challenges Face Size 10 Teen

Although I have reached the half-century mark with my size 11 ego intact, my plight began in grade school. Despite the fact that I attended parochial school and wore oxfords every school day with my uniform, my mother would take me shoe shopping for Sunday and special occasions – which always ended in tears for me and my mother’s “nerves” would be worn thin.

I wore a size 10 and invariably the shoes she picked for me never resembled the shoes my classmates or friends wore.  I cried, I complained, and ultimately refused to wear what she picked for me.  Eventually she stopped taking me shoe shopping. Thus, I began saving my allowances to buy the shoes of my choice.

At the age of twelve, I worked the entire summer on an ice cream truck with a relative, just so I would have enough money to buy a specific pair of shoes to wear on the first day of school – one of the only days we were not required to wear uniforms.  Unfortunately, I stopped at the record shop first to buy my favorite 45, walked out leaving my wallet on the counter.  Needless to say, it was not there when I rushed back in.

It was only $50.00. But it meant the world to me.  I stood on the downtown street corner and cried as if someone had died.  People stopped to inquire what was the matter and I just could not explain.  Eventually I returned home bereft and forever jaded about the world. I discovered soon thereafter that my mother wore the same size (ten) when playing in her closet one afternoon.

I secretly began wearing her shoes.  Her shoes were beautiful and fit perfectly, the heels were a little high, however.  Whenever I asked her to let me wear her shoes, she told me they were “too grown” for me. Needless to say I continued to “shop” in my mother’s shoe closet for the rest of her life, even after my foot continued to grow to size 10 1/2.

Today I wear a size 11 and love your website! No longer do I have to endure the subtle sneers of shoe store clerks when I ask for a particular style in my size.  Funny, no one ever mentioned that your feet continue to grow long after everything else stops growing.
C. M


Shoe Size Goes Up Giving Birth to Baby Boys

I wore a size 7 at the age of 7 and each year my foot would grow another size until I reached a size 10 at the age of 10.  I thought that was it until I was pregnant with my first son at the age of 26 and my feet grew to a size 11.  Then at the age of 29 I had another son and my feet grew to a size 12.  There’s something about those boys, because this didn’t happen with my daughter who is my first-born. (Smile)
I notice that in retail shoe stores sizes 10 and 11 are more available, but it’s difficult to find a 12.  Thank you for making larger sizes available in a wide variety of shoes.

T 4.11.06

Size 10AA – Is It Really Large?

Recently my husband and I attended the initial meeting of the church sponsored marriage ministry.  They had a questionnaire that we were to answer regarding our spouse and then asked for each to state whether the answer was right or wrong.

One question was shoe size and he said my size was large.  My size is 10AA. He tried to argue that when you go to the store for slippers and she wears an 11, you get a large and he should get credit for his answer.  They all chuckled for 4-5 minutes!  Afterwards, I felt it could only get better and no longer embarrassed about my shoe size. The joke was no longer on me.



Size 12 Woman’s Shoes are Envy of Her Roommate

My long skinny feet have been a problem since I was in middle school.  Shoes to wear to work or school were ugly boring things.  Living with a roommate who had 30 pairs of shoes was torment in college.

Luckily these days I’m able to solve my shoe dilemma by shopping at  The best part is that my former roommate loves my shoes and wants to borrow them!  Of course my shoes don’t fit her 8B feet.

For her the shoes on the other foot now!



Foot Surgery Helps Size 12 Woman

When I was about ten I had a major operation on my right foot.  I had a bunion and my second toe was called a hammer toe. I had 42 stitches on that foot and a steel pin in my toe to make it stand straight.  I wore a cast with a heel up to my knee for I don’t recall how long. I have very ugly feet even though I had the operation so I was not in a rush to wear my feet in sandals, or even take my shoes off in front of people.
Now I’m 50; I love shoes, occasionally I can afford some really expensive great looking shoes, but am very happy to be wearing payless shoes in my size 11,12. I have a small collection of shoes, notebooks with shoes, I love greeting cards with shoes and my friends send my things with shoes on it.  How grateful I am that I have my ugly feet and did not have to have toes removed like the girl next to me in the hospital back then.  I do wear my feet out somewhat and will take my shoes off in front of people.  Hope she is as happy as my ugly feet and me.



Girl Grew 5 Shoe Sizes in 5 Years, Now Size 12

I remember as a kid wanting to wear the shoes that all my friends were wearing.  Only one problem my feet were growing so fast all that my mother could afford to keep me in was dime-store tennis shoes (i.e. canvas Keds but cheaper).

It got so bad that between the ages of 6 and 11, I grew 5 sizes – popping the toe out of my cheap tennis shoes before I actually wore the out.  I was eleven years old 5’2”, 88 pounds and had a size 11 foot (awkward does not begin to describe it).

Thankfully I grew taller, and gained a few pounds. Although last year, at 34 years old I gain an additional size, making me now a size 12 and a nightmare to find shoes. has been a dream come true.

J M.


Shoe Size 10.5 is Ordinary at

I love because I wear a size 10.5 medium.  That is such a hard shoe to find because most places skip 10.5 and go straight to 11.  My right foot is actually only a 10, but my left is a 10.5.  I can stuff the right with an insole in 10.5’s, but there is no way to keep an 11 on my right foot if I have to size up to an 11.  There is not that much stuffing in the world, lol.  Here on, 10.5’s are just another ordinary size, no big deal and that is just too cool.



Size 13 Called “Sasquatch” in Shoe Store

I had always wanted some cowboy boots and one day, while shopping with my daughter, we ran across some that I liked at a store that carried large and small sizes.  The boot like looked liked a bona fide BOAT when the salesman took it out of the box! But I proceeded to put it on, despite the normal footed gawkers sitting around us. I stood and walked to a mirror and suddenly, a teenager sitting behind my daughter, spit out a laugh it seemed she could just hold no longer. My daughter overheard her tell her friend “Sasquatch in cowboy boots”. At that point, the second one peeks over her shoulder and joined her friend in a teenage giggle that they couldn’t stop if you hogtied them! Luckily, I hadn’t heard the comment but the giggling was a signal that someone else thought they looked as funny as I did. So I took them off and decided that maybe cowboy boots don’t really do much for size 13s. I’m over it now.