This Simple-Looking Item May Confuse Younger Folks, But It Was Genuinely Useful

The high heel pad, often recognized by older generations of women,

is a little foam or gel insert that would go into the heel of a shoe. This prevented blistering and made long days or nights more bearable for women’s feet.

While women of today wear more casual or comfortable footwear our mothers,

grandmothers, and great-grandmothers often wore heels, even during a day of tending to household chores,

raising children, and long workdays when women entered the workforce.

The high-heel pad is ingenious and still relevant to women who prefer dressing up and is still on the market. However,

it’s not the only fashion accessory or tool that’s hardly recognizable by today’s generation.

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