Why wear six inch heels.

I'm often asked - why wear six inch high heels. I usually reply - why not!

It's a choice. But it is such a sensuous choice. A choice that changes my whole body when I wear them. I become much more sexual, my legs take on curves that would not exist in running shoes. They make me fel sexy and if I feel sexy I feel confident - and that makes me feel sexy - ooooo - it's one of those delicious vicious circles that works in one's favour.

Yes, why not!

Hip-hop nerds wear their pants around their knees making them walk like a cross between a Penquin and Charlie Chaplin. Some wear their Uggs in summertime - which has to be uncomfortably hot and sweaty. Or there is the "if there's jewellery it has to be worn no matter how much" crowd.

I think someone who is wearing extreme heels is making a statement. The heel is an extension of our leg(s) and makes us longer in profile. It makes us stand out in the crowd and telegraphs our sense of who we are. Why doesn't everyone want that?

Sexually repressed, shy, scared, hopelessly addicted to wearing boring shoes - there are many reasons why people don't wear heels. I'd include right wing republican Christians but as everyone knows they are are the kinkiest around, just Doms in disguise. Yet, no matter how long and how hard the purists of shoes berate the high heel its allure remains. In fact, the more the purists argue against it, the more alluring high heels become. 

So do not fear for those who wear high heels. Other's may mock, but they secretly desire to wear them. And if you do wear them and walk well in them... well, you are just another in a long line of alluring people. 

A girl must own a few shoes, you say?

I know a few women who own, at best, maybe 4 pairs of shoes. Doesn't that sound odd given the hyper media stories surrounding women and their hundreds of pairs? Perhaps, yet these women are more practical than the Ancient Stoics. Men… a couple of pair … sure that sounds right enough. Women – it evokes a sense of wonderment.

Yet there is a reason. They are not fashionable. They have – excuse the pun – pedestrian jobs that require maximum standing time and two of their shoes are always a pair of sneakers and or … shiver…. Crocs.

So why do I mention this? Because an unusual affliction besets a women who purchases their first significant high heeled shoe. And affliction which causes anguish and desire.

You can’t just have one pair.

Perhaps not even 10 pairs… you start to crave all the high heeled shoes and boots you can get your little mittens on. It can be addictive. Intoxicating trying on that latest design. Taking the first steps.

I’m getting the vapours.

Okay, so when it comes to shoes and closets and – ahem – sometimes rooms, you have to cut women a little slack. Maybe a lot of slack – it depends.

And if you are so afflicted with the allure of high heels – enjoy!

Heelfully Yours

Gillian

Save Us From the Evil Flop Flops!

Flip Flops. . . in short . . . are not shoes. They are so far from being shoes they may as well be Alien wear.

But they cover the bottom of your feet, does that not classify it as street wear? you say.

No!

It’s beachwear. . . something to keep your tender tootsies from being fried silly by the hot sand at the beach. Or the even hotter cement in your backyard pool area. But they are not designed to wear to a club or to the mall.

You would not see six inch heel pumps being worn to the beach. Impracticable beyond measure (although you will see high heels if a beer commercial is being filmed).

Yet, when I go out to clubs, I see the scourge of my existence. Flip Flops… on the dance floor! The horror! The sacrilege! Is nothing sacred anymore?

Although, it might be the city I live in. It’s a medium sized city with an unhealthy obsession with anything University and was once called the City of Fads. (Oh this city used to a sea of acid wash) However, most people, in a city where the studentia almost outnumber the residents, seem to dress like every day is laundry day!

Hence the preponderance of Flip Flops as the number one choice of footwear. Even in the dead of winter. There could be three feet of snow and a wind-chill that puts a shiver into Polar Bears, yet there you see them . . . the Flip Flops!

They have their role. They have their place in society. But as a formal or even a casual shoe choice? Heaven forefend.

But okay, I live with this ignominy. Because I live for the night life, I love to Boogie. And the dance floor is sacred. Yet to see anyone out on the town painting it whatever shade they like wearing high heels, or even just sexy footwear . . is such a rarity these days.

So I ask, for the sake of all that is sacred and Holy. . . leave the Flip Flops in the beach bag where they belong.

I beseech you!

Heelfully Yours
Gillian

Who Should Wear Super High Heels?

Of course my motto is – High-Heels at All Times.

However…

There are times when they should not be worn. Or more importantly, who should not wear them. I don’t know if I could stand seeing Martha Stewart in 5” heels… wait… scratch that… on second thought, that’s kinda hot… I mean when you think about it.

How about Rosanne Barr… Well, apart from the sheer hydraulics and engineering required for such an endeavor, I think the money spent on that quest would be better directed to finding a cure for AIDS or sending a live mission to Mars.

The thought of Rosanne in 5”heels… nope. Nothing.

And that brings me to my point. It takes some doing to not seem hot and sexy in high heels. You have to bring some sort of ugly to the package to not bring it out. They can make anyone look sexy.

Erin Burnett in 5" heels... not that's hot. 

However, Janet Yellin… it can’t be helped, she can’t pull it off. There’s just something about her in heels that can not be imagined… or imagined in a bad way.

But do not despair if you feel heels are a hindrance rather than a help. They can be a sexy start. And if you wear heels and get comfortable wearing them, in no time at all, the sexiness of the heels will travel up your legs and transform the rest of you.

So starting with some really nice heels is the beginning of a new you. Chuck away those self-help books, they never address the power of the high heel. Never! Buy a pair of black 4” pumps and voila, the rest of your wardrobe will change to conform to the heels. It’s true.

And before you know… you will be the sexiest person alive!

However, that being said, I would not stop anyone from wearing heels. 

Heelfully Yours
Gillian

Hooker shoes? Seriously are we still accusing.

Why is the very act of wearing high heels always seem provocative – even sexually aggressive? Because they are! That’s the whole idea behind them.

The arch travels up the leg to the butt and causes one’s body to move differently. Alluring and sensuous. There can be no other way to describe the affects high heels produces in the wearer and on the beholder.

Recently, someone saw a co-worker wearing high heel wedges – and believe you me, they just qualified as high heels. Barely. Yet someone called them hooker shoes.

Oi!

One, just wearing high heels does not make one a hooker. (I do not want to disparage any lades of the evening here). That is a completely different issue. Yes, so called hookers sometimes wear high heels but not always and not around here.

Two, does the act of wearing a short skirt make one – again – a hooker. No. I call abuse of the high heel shoe and wish to have this person banished from the human race – maybe make her candidate for the Mars exploratory crew.

Lots of women wear high heels to compliment their look. There a multitude of ways of pairing it up  - just have a look at the picture above.

Jeans, skinny. Blazer jacket with white blouse, check.

And completely off-kilter to the look from the waist up are  black boots with straps and buckles that say dangerous – along with a good four inch heel.

Provocative yes, but balanced by the whole image. The boots themselves stab at the eye and nothing about the rest of she is wearing is overtly sexual or even sexy. By doing so, she has look that is classic yet states the lascivious nature behind her footwear.

It works. Marveously.

So whenever anyone says to me… hooker shoes. I reply to them,” takes one to know one.”

I’m so bad.

Heelfully Yours

Gillian

Why Men Should Wear High-Heels!

There are many reasons why men don’t wear high heels. Yet, there are just as many compelling reasons for men to don the infamous stiletto and strut about. If history serves, men wore high heels before the fairer sex decided to include them in their fashion oeuvre.

Height: the most obvious reason, high-heels give men added height. And this should help those men who are somewhat height disadvantaged to match their dates who may be wearing 5 inch stilettos. And to intimidate underlings at your place of employ!

Bar fights: men would not enter into any agreements of fisticuffs (as much) if wearing a pair of stilettos. That whole balance thing is different in a pair. Conversely, if you do find yourself in the midst of bar brawl, having six inch daggers handy on your feet can come to use. Come on… you’ve all seen CSI!

Girls: the more a man stretches beyond the confines of narrowly designed social constructs for the male image, the more a woman is inclined to imagine those men who wander outside the lines and what they could mean in bed. A man who knows the joy and the heartache of wearing heels, may be more user friendly in the sack.

Exercise: high heels make you sweat. Having to charge up a flight of stairs in those precarious instruments of delight can take your breath away. And the amount of concentration and planning to transverse a flight of stairs in the stilettos can help with exercising the ol’ grey matter- to boot.

Compromising: If you And your lady friend are both wearing heels, then you will have the same walking gate. No more having to wait for her to titter up those stairs because you would be too!

And lastly, the appeal to that last vestige of testosterone, wearing high heels is an extreme sport.

Enjoy

Heelfully Yours
Gillian

Alas... 5" Heels Spotted Downtown Mellonville. Joy!

Well… this little burg can surprise me every once in awhile.

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