Shoes have always been a source of frustration for me, from sneakers to heels. I never quite understood the allure of the Louboutins portrayed in “Sex and the City”; for me a new pair of shoes meant blisters, toe pain and an impending sense of doom. Believing I was a solid 9.5 wide since 2006, I wore less-than-flattering footwear, convinced that my “big feet” would never look good in a…
