I have a big ol' scar on the top of my right foot from a 4-wheeler accident many years ago (it tore part of my flesh off, and friction from the tires also gave me a third degree burn), and for a long time afterward I never, EVER took off my socks in front of other people-- I was so embarrassed and felt sure everyone would be disgusted-- revolted!-- by how I looked. But the years passed, and somehow along the way, my shame turned into full-fledged acceptance; there was no magical aha! moment, I just started thinking of it as (for better or worse) part of the landscape of my body. Really, it's gotten to the point that if a genie popped up and offered me free plastic surgery to 'fix' it, I'd say no; it's just such a part of me now. And these days I wear sandals all the time, or even go barefoot when I can! Considering that I also have callouses, flat feet, a big bunion and ugly, unpainted nails, this is no fashion statement-- it's just that life is too short to wear confining shoes. I say, if someone doesn't like it, they can just look somewhere else.
Anyway, if I
can find peace about this, anyone can. Best of luck to you-- I hope you find a gorgeous top that makes you smile ever time you wear it!