Tuesday, September 21, 2010
High heels and low aspirations
But back to that love-thang I mentioned earlier with high heels. I think it’s a case of what you can’t have, you drool after.
I'd never go so far as to say I fetishise high heel shoes, because that would be, you know, weird, but I do like looking at them. When I’m in a shoe shop I pick them up and touch them, the spikier and higher the heel the better. Strangely, I hate to see other women wear high heels, they just look wrong somehow and the woman’s posture is nearly always kaput. I don’t think I could be friends with a woman in stilettos, don’t ask me why though as I really couldn’t say.
All of this shoe talk took me to YouTube where I found the Stiletto Run from Berlin in August 2007. Yes, that’s right. Over 100 women running a race in stilettos. “It really hurts, like running on coals” says one of the runners. Well, what did she expect? She signed up for a race in which the rules stipulated that the heels had to be at least 7 cm high and a maximum of 1.5 cm wide. I’m just waiting for the Ladies Doc Marten sensible shoe stroll. Until then, I’ll give the Stiletto Run a miss, thank you very much.