I was out and about today (en femme, of course) running some errands. I stopped in at a delightful little independent gift and card store in Studio City.
As I was browsing I came face to face with a young woman wearing a pair of studded platform super-stilettoes that looked pretty much like this:
"Oh!," I exclaimed, "I love your shoes!"
"Thanks," she said with a smile, "They're my current favorite 'go to' pair."
"Are they comfortable?" I asked.
She gave me a conspiratorial grin, "Of course not!" she said, and we both giggled.
We chatted a bit more, mostly about where she'd gotten her shoes and the bargain she'd gotten on them, and we parted ways.
I had to rush home to frantically get changed for a dinner party (I had 20 minutes to get ready). As I was getting dressed I thought, "Damn! If she can do it, I can!"
So I strapped on my brand new patent leather 5" (12.7 cm) stilettoes with a 1/2" (1.27 cm) platform and headed out the door.
Throughly enjoyed the evening of excellent food and great conversation, but I must say that it does tire one's feet out a bit to spend extended periods standing and chatting with people.
Hugs,
Persephone.