Tuesday, 10 September 2013

What is wrong with wearing a high heeled shoe anyway?

What is wrong with wearing a high heeled shoe anyway?

I’m amazed at how many times I hear this comment. Oh sure, there’s always the medical community warning of the dire consequences of wearing anything on your feet above an inch, each one smoking a cigarette as they make these declarations.

Yes, excess in anything will kill you.

But high heeled shoes are provocative, sensual, alluring and make the legs look great.

Crocs are for gardens.

By the way, Crocs now have to be sold with a warning disclaimer notifying people of the hazards of wearing Crocs and navigating an escalator. I, myself, have seen what could have been a terrible accident when a girl’s Croc folded up on her and caused her to fall forward on the escalator, and she did not tumble to the bottom only because of kind folks who caught her. Incidentally, the person wearing 5” heels farther up the escalator made the passage through with less dramatics - other than giving some old geezers a heart attack watching from the food court.

In the city I live in, anyone wearing high heels and a short skirt is instantly labeled a prostitute, regardless of where the said wearer is standing or walking. You’d think it was Pleasantville. Perhaps it is – does seems a little black and white in the winter time.

One should appreciate the high heel shoe for what it is… a glamorous item to adorn the feet.



I was sipping a joe and waiting for transit when a girl ran by trying to catch a cross-town. Expertly she stepped over the big mounds of garbage, stepped elegantly on the sidewalk cracks and made the bus without a misstep – all the time wearing 5 inch heel pumps.

She managed this better than some men did in their sensible shoes.

The high heels do not cause problems unless you let them happen. Bad posture, bad shoes, inattention to the very act of walking probably are the cause of more accidents than high heel related incidents.


I was running late and came to my favourite spot to wait for the bus. Watch the badly shoed masses stream by and such. But today it cheered my heart when I saw a young lady wearing high heeled boots with a short skirt and an overcoat that matched the hem of the skirt in length. She was obviously self conscious about her footwear and I smiled at her and complimented her on her boots and asked where she got them. Her confidence buoyed, she trotted off to catch her transit. I caught mine feeling good, knowing that the high heeled tradition is alive and well.

Heelfully Yours
Gillian

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