Seeking the Shoe Guru
7 01 2008“Vintage Ferragamos. Very nice.…” she beamed as she eyed my feet.
I was both surprised and relieved. “Thanks..how could you tell?“
As soon as the question passed through my lips, I gave myself a mental smack on the forehead.
She is the shoe guru afterall.
I was at a New Year’s Eve party hosted by Miss Meghan, stiletto glamazon, host of Shoe Therapy on HSN and overall great gal. Feeling like the cat that got the cream after getting her seal of approval on my choice of footwear for the night, we lounged around while watching the impromptu fashion show her female guests were putting on. As the stream of ladies tried on pair after pair of heels upon discovering her stash, I was getting floored by each gorgeous, crazy and staggeringly tall pair of heels. And then it hit me that save for that night itself, I couldn’t remember when was the last time I’d donned a pair of party heels.
My ferragamos looked like a village hut next to her architectural skyscraper pair of Sergio Rossi
I’ve never been much of a shoe girl but i do love my accessories. A girl’s first pair of heels is almost like a coming-of-age ritual- I remembered getting mine when I was 9 years old. I was the first kid in the block to get them… a pair of 2 inch Elle black round-toe pumps with three skinny buckle straps across the front. They were beautiful and dangerously tall for a girl my age and height. Looking back, I could have very easily twisted an ankle in that but perhaps my mum’s mantra was “Hey, if you’re going to get some heels, then go all the way!”
The ultimate ghettogirl-don’t-f*ck-with-me stilettos I’ve bought 3 years ago which still remains untouched…
My favorite part about wearing a pair of heels (apart from first 10 seconds of release when you proceed to take them off at the end of the night) is that subtle strut you get in your step. Where with each step you take lies a nanosecond when your entire bodyweight is dependent on that one heel as you sway to the side and then confidently put the other foot forward with a resounding solid ‘click’ on the ground. As much as I bitch about the slower pace I’m forced into with my heels, I do find it incredibly empowering and just plain ole sexy.
I’m just going to keep repeating ‘its the core, feel the core, its my core…”
So inspired by Miss Meghan and rediscovering my own stash of dusty heels hidden under my bed, one of my fashion resolutions for 2008 is to definitely wear more heels.
(And probably having more foot reflexology sessions while I’m at it. )
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