It was a lovely day here in the naked city. The big smog. Warm and spring-like… we have almost forgotten the motorcycle gang killings and settled into waiting for the smog to descend upon us.
But this also means summer temperatures and away go the boots and shoes and out comes the dreaded Flip Flops.
Not today … not today.
I walked into our Library-slash-downtown mall and there, in the hallway, a lovely Latino girl wearing white 5” pumps. I was beside myself with glee. Finally, some other kindred spirit wearing really sexy heels.
And she was ever so gorgeous.
They were being worn to be seen, no long pants, no long skirt. They were to be enjoyed. She walked well in them too. No stutter steps… no pausing to re-capture balance.
It was such a pleasure to see and behold.
But alas… summer brings us flip flops; winter brings us Uggs … it bears down on us. And the hideous footwear of rich students acting impoverished and the Top Ten People. (In case you do not know the term Top Ten People, it was coined many a year ago to refer to office workers who only saw top ten films, read top ten books, listened to top ten music, go to top ten vacation spots) They are horrible people.
With summer comes flats. With winter well ... it's hideous to say the least. I am bracing myself. Gently easing myself into this period of no heels and no boots. However, with luck, there will be more kindred spirits walking the sidewalks of our fair city, proudly strutting in their 5” heels.
I can only hope and dream … and wait ... to see if real shoes return.
Heelfully Yours
Gillian
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