I still think heels are the evil machinations of men… no, make that the evil machinations of women who unconsciously impose such tight and stifling standards on other less independent-minded ladies.
For the prudes out there, don’t you think that these female supremacists of a different sort are the kind to wear leather?
It’s like the only form of bondage apparel a woman can wear in public. (think out loud in the manner J. Clarkson)
I used to find it amusing to see other teenage ladies (while we were all still in JC) struggle to walk in anything above 3 inches. Recalling valentines day 2007, i felt bad seeing you wobble across the grand hyatt’s lobby on those white shoes.
Hey c’mon, don’t go through all that pain. I wouldn’t want my partner to metaphorically grit her teeth for a few hours of supposed splendour – those shoes don’t make me think you’re any more attractive or sexier than you already are. Just enjoy the bloody evening, without having to fear tripping and breaking your ankle… (while considering how much parallel processing the female brain already does at any given point in time)
But hey, i know how we all like to suffer in silence when something does make you look more stunning. With feet like flippers and a bad back, i’ve had many an unpleasant evening with poorly fitting shoes, no matter how lovely they look. Heck, even flip flops make my lumbar spine raise a white flag.
Then again, picturing myself as a lady’s one and only, if i love her and truly want her to be happy, i’m guessing that the occasional heels should be fine… yeah, call me domineering. sigh…
That said, before the advent of bunions, calluses, back and tendon pain, you’re still very much young.
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