I’m big feet personified. I cannot even begin to count the number of times I have said that in my blog. At 12 years old, I already had size 9 feet. To say shoe shopping was a nightmare is an understatement. Fast forward to when I was 16 or 17, I was officially on the big feet list – size 10. It didn’t help that pregnancy and being overweight relaxes feet bones and now I am a size 11.

Back during the days when I haven’t got Glo as a best bud and a personal shopper, I relied on relatives sending me shoes once a year from the US. Otherwise, I survive on whatever is here. I’m very lucky because my aunts love me – they send me shoes every chance they get.

Now thanks for being able to earn some dollars, even if I have big feet, I now have more shoes than I can ever use because I just stay home. And whenever I do get the chance to go out, it’s always to go to the grocery or run errands so flip-flops will do (they are still imported from Old Navy though Big feet comes with a price!) I did a little spring cleaning and need to get rid of about 7-10 pairs of shoes, including some nice Guess sandals I have not worn ever.

But who else has size 11 feet like me?!

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