I was in a shoe store one day during my high school days. I was buying some shoes and as I went there often they brought everything out. Well one of the clerks said we got some furry slippers in. Would you like to try on a pair? So I slipped them on my foot and there was a little puppy in the store with his mistress. As soon as I started to walk around a bit, he came over and kept barking at my feet. You know how you felt about big feet as a teenager. The poor puppy thought it was a relative of his.
Now I understand that one needs good understanding and comfortable feet. So my size 12’s don’t bother me anymore.