Prior to ankle doomsday, I enjoyed wearing various types of shoes: practical, impractical, solid, patterned, etc. My focus was not on brand, designer, or trend but rather on pure look. If I thought a pair of shoes was elegant, fun, or could be worn in a specific context, I would get it.
I took shoes for granted. I think most able-bodied people do. A night on 3-inch heels (I’m tall, so I look silly if I go much higher than that) produced transitory heel pain or insignificant blisters; annoying, but no big deal.
I don’t spend my days steeped in self pity over the fact that I now have quite limited shoe options; however, there are some specific pairs of shoes that I do miss: