It was Tuesday, 8:14 AM. I was standing in my kitchen wearing black leggings that definitely had yesterday's crusty oatmeal smeared across the left thigh, clutching my third cup of lukewarm coffee like it was a life raft. My husband Mike was trying to wrestle Leo into his car seat, and Maya was aggressively crying because her toast was "too square." And there I was, entirely ignoring my family, aggressively tearing into a beautifully branded cardboard box from France.
Let's just demolish the biggest myth right out of the gate because the internet is a deeply confusing place for tired parents. When you hear the phrase "paula babies," your sleep-deprived brain probably pictures, like, soft little organic leather moccasins for an infant. A cute little French babi waddling around in artisanal footwear.
TOTAL LIE.
They're not for babies. They're $215 women's block-heeled Mary Janes that have completely taken over Instagram and Pinterest. Every influencer with a perfectly beige aesthetic claims these are the ultimate "effortless mom shoe." You know the vibe—she's wearing vintage straight-leg jeans, holding an iced matcha, and gracefully balancing a perfectly clean toddler on her hip while wearing her glossy la babie shoes.
I bought them. Because I'm a sucker. And because I desperately wanted to feel like a Chic French Mother instead of a exhausted American woman who regularly finds Goldfish crackers in her bra. Anyway, the point is, I spent my own money on the Polished Camel version, and I've thoughts.
The break-in period is literally a crime
Okay, so let me just paint a picture of the first time I wore these. I was so excited. I slipped them on to go to Target. Not a marathon. Just Target.
The exterior is patent goatskin. Do you know what patent goatskin feels like? It feels like wearing actual wooden clogs that have been lacquered by an angry carpenter. They're SO STIFF. By the time I made it to the diaper aisle, I was visibly limping. Mike asked if I had pulled a hamstring, and I had to casually lean against a display of baby wipes while pretending I wasn't bleeding through my socks.
Here's exactly why these shoes will make you question your life choices during the first two weeks:
- The toe box: It's aggressively narrow. If your feet flattened out during pregnancy (mine went up half a size with Leo and never went back), your pinky toe is going to feel like it's in a medieval vice grip.
- The double straps: They look adorable, but buckling them while a four-year-old is screaming that he needs to go potty RIGHT NOW is a special kind of hell.
- The heel slippage: The patent leather doesn't bend when you walk, so your heel just aggressively rubs up and down against the back with every single step.
I read somewhere that Sézane is a certified B-Corp and they use vegetable-tanned sheep leather for the lining, which is supposed to be eco-friendly and good for the planet. That's lovely, honestly, but in that moment at Target, I didn't care about upcycled food-industry hides. I cared that my feet were on fire.
How a fancy shoe led to a teething revelation
So, cut to two weeks later. I'm sitting on the living room rug, desperately massaging my cramped arches, trying to stretch the shoes out with thick wool socks. Leo, who was about 11 months old at the time and in the absolute worst throes of teething, crawls over to me.

He takes one look at my $215 shoe, grabs my ankle, and literally clamps his jaws right onto the 2-inch block heel.
Because of course he did. My pediatrician had vaguely mumbled something at our last appointment about how teething babies seek out hard counter-pressure to relieve swelling—or maybe she said something about nerve pathways? Honestly, my brain is mush most days, but it made sense. He wanted the hard wood of the heel.
I panicked, pried my beautiful, horribly painful shoe out of his mouth, and tossed him the Bear Teething Rattle Wooden Ring Sensory Toy.
I've to be honest here—this little wooden bear is probably the only reason my shoes survived that month. We had tried so much crap for his teething, but this one actually worked because the untreated beechwood ring is basically the exact same hardness as a shoe heel. Plus, it's just crochet cotton and wood, so I didn't spiral into an anxiety attack about him ingesting weird plastic chemicals while I was trying to preserve my one nice piece of clothing. If your kid is in that phase where they're trying to eat your furniture (or your footwear), just get the bear. It saved my sanity.
We also had the Panda Teether Silicone Baby Bamboo Chew Toy lying around. It's... just okay, to be totally transparent. It's super cute, and Maya loved playing pretend zoo with it, but I found the flat shape a little awkward for Leo to get back to his molars when those started coming in. He definitely preferred gnawing on the wooden bear.
The postpartum foot dilemma
I really need to talk about sizing, because buying shoes online after having kids is basically an extreme sport.
I went through a whole mental breakdown process ordering these:
- The Delusion Stage: Convinced myself I was still a size 7, just like I was in college before I carried 16 pounds of combined babies in my uterus.
- The Bargaining Stage: Reading reviews saying "size up" and deciding that didn't apply to me because I've "dainty ankles." (I don't).
- The Acceptance Stage: Returning the 7s and waiting three weeks for the 8s to restock because my arches are officially collapsed.
If you're going to buy a babie shoe, SIZE UP. Don't let your ego dictate your shoe size. You're a mother. Your feet have done incredible, expanding things. Give them room.
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Trying to match the aesthetic (and failing)
Once I finally broke them in (it took three weeks of wearing them around the house with my thickest winter socks, looking like an absolute lunatic), I decided Maya and I needed to do a "mommy and me" French aesthetic day.

I put on my camel Paula Babies, and I dressed Maya in the Flutter Sleeve Organic Cotton Baby Bodysuit Ruffled Infant Romper. And oh god, she looked so cute. Like, ridiculously cute. The flutter sleeves gave that perfectly elevated, slightly European vibe without being one of those stiff, itchy dresses that make toddlers scream.
But then we went to the playground.
If you think you can just casually walk on woodchips in patent leather Mary Janes, you're deeply mistaken. Within four minutes, I had a massive, irreversible scratch across the toe from tripping over a rogue plastic dump truck. You can't buff out a deep scratch in patent leather. It's just there forever now. A permanent monument to the fact that I tried to wear date-night shoes to a playground.
Meanwhile, Maya spilled a pouch of pureed beets all over her flutter sleeve bodysuit. But because it's organic cotton, I just threw it in the wash on cold and it was fine. I also had Leo in the Organic Cotton Baby Bodysuit Sleeveless Infant Onesie that day, which is my holy grail for him because his baby eczema flairs up if he even looks at synthetic fabrics. The organic cotton actually lets his skin breathe. I wish my shoes were made of organic cotton.
So, should you buy them?
Look, I love how they look. I really do. When Mike and I seriously manage to get a babysitter and go out for dinner where I'm exclusively sitting down, I wear them and I feel like a human woman again instead of just "Mom."
But they're not everyday shoes for us. You can't chase a toddler near a busy street in a 2-inch block heel with zero tread. You will wipe out. I know this from personal experience. If you've the budget and the patience for the break-in period, they're a beautiful investment piece. Just don't let your teething baby chew on them.
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Messy FAQs Because I Know You Have Questions
Are Sézane Paula Babies genuinely baby shoes?
No! Oh my god, no. I know the name is incredibly deceiving. "Babies" is just the French fashion term for Mary Jane style shoes with a strap. They're only for adults. If you try to put a baby in these, they would probably tip over immediately. Stick to barefoot styles for the actual babies.
How bad is the break-in period, really?
It's aggressive. I'm not going to sugarcoat it. The patent leather is so rigid it feels like plastic for the first dozen wears. Get some moleskin, slap it all over your heels, wear thick socks, and just walk around your living room for a few weeks before you even attempt to wear them outside the house.
Can I wear them while babywearing?
I wouldn't. The heel isn't super high (about 2 inches), but there's zero grip on the bottom of these shoes. They're slippery as hell on hardwood floors or wet pavement. Trying to balance a 20-pound infant strapped to your chest while wearing slippery block heels sounds like an emergency room visit waiting to happen.
Do they stretch out eventually?
A tiny bit, but mostly your foot just conforms to the shoe out of submission. The regular smooth leather ones might stretch more, but the patent ones (like my Polished Camel pair) hold their shape stubbornly. If they're painfully tight when you put them on, exchange them. Don't wait for a miracle.
How do you clean baby spit-up off patent leather?
Very carefully. If you think you can just scrub it with a generic baby wipe, you'll dull the shine immediately (ask me how I know). You have to use a soft cotton cloth and specifically wipe it gently. Mostly, just try to dodge the spit-up if you're wearing them.





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