Auburn's post about hobbling up a hill in her Louboutins reminded me of the worst shoe experience I ever had. DH and I were in Vegas and going to see U2 in concert. I foolishly bought a pair of 4 inch heeled blue leather booties with silver studs that I thought were SO rock 'n roll. Didn't bother testing them or anything, just wore them to the concert with my cool faux-leather pants...

Well, the parking for the concert was in a dirt/gravel lot, and we had to walk about a half a mile to get to the entrance, then stand in line and then get to our seats. By the time we got there I was literally about to weep in pain. I'd never worn heels that high before and the second I got home I consigned them - the heels were beaten up from walking through a minefield of rubble, but I still got some money out of them, along with all the blisters.

On to you!