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I have many tall friends who love wearing extra tall shoes and, at 5’9″ myself, I get it (and you know we love us some sky-high platforms). There’s something great about taking your height to new levels, especially when you can literally look down on men. There’s this brief flash of insecurity in their eyes that I admit I relish. Not only do they have to look up to talk to me, but I can see their bald spots.

But when you live in a city, you need to walk (especially in one as hilly as San Francisco) and so I’m always on the hunt for the perfect ballet flat, which is frustratingl elusive. Here’s where most ballet flats go wrong:

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