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  1. It is perhaps unfortunate that this discussion is stuck up here in the Introduction section, where traffic is more limited. I find that I still struggle with "walking like a guy," and I even struggle with whether there's anything wrong with that, because after all, I am a guy! I mean, is there a masculine way of walking which still looks graceful while wearing high heels? I don't know, and I certainly haven't found it yet, so I still strive for my feminine ideal example, as shown in the video. I wish my legs were a bit longer, and straighter. Much of my energy is consumed trying to hide the fact that I have bowed legs. I will never look like the woman in the video, even if I were able to exactly copy every movement, simply because of the way my body is made. But I still look to her for a good example of technique. While I don't disagree with @Thighbootguy, I think my method of getting to the same result is somewhat different. For one, I hate taking short steps if I'm actually walking from Point A to Point B. I need to get there in a reasonable amount of time, or perhaps there are others in my group who are not wearing heels, and I don't wish to slow them up. I do agree that @aristoc's walk is slightly jarring, but it's certainly nothing horrible. It's a perfectly competent, acceptable walk in some fairly substantial heels. We are nitpicking here, and I don't mind that. It's good to refine, refine, refine, same as we strive for when playing music. My solution to landing heavily on the leading foot is slightly different, however. Rather than slowing things up, I have found, after a lot of experimentation, that the problem is not so much the length of the stride, but rather the biomechanics of the stride. Although it seems counter-intuitive, if you think of propelling each step from the trailing foot, it really lightens up the step. In other words, instead of stretching forward with the leading foot, which can create that sort of stomping/bouncing effect, push off strongly with the trailing foot and let the leading foot glide to its destination naturally. You can see in the video I shared from 00:01-00:06, due to the lucky accident of the angle of the sun, that the woman is strongly pushing off with the trailing foot on each step. You can see that her trailing foot heel lifts off the ground before the leading foot heel hits the ground in front. I do not have the scientific research to back this up, but I believe this is the secret to a smooth and light, yet extremely athletic (not to mention speedy) walk.
  2. I second the video idea, if you've got the room to really walk naturally. That is the way I learned to walk in heels without looking like a complete idiot. I had no idea how strange I looked until I saw myself on video. After you make a video of yourself, you can then compare yourself to the many, many videos of women walking in high heels in the style of your choice, and make adjustments to your own walk. Here is one of my favorite walking (well, and then running) videos which influenced my style of walking. It is a very athletic style of walk, which I find quite appealing. I know many people don't like this style of walking, but it's the one I prefer to do and to see in most situations. To each his own. Good luck to you on your journey!
  3. Hi folks, I'm now back home in the USA, and happy to be back in MY shoes again! It was a great trip, even in flats!
  4. College students can be the most open minded, wonderful people. After all, they are generally young and experiencing new ideas, meeting people from many different backgrounds, and they generally have sufficient free time to be happy and experience life. On the other hand, they can also be real jerks, especially when drinking. And sometimes it swings the other way, even without alcohol. One of my "negative" experiences (I use quotes because nothing ever came of it) was when I was at community orchestra rehearsal, and one of the college student wind players asked a friend of mine (he didn't realize she was my friend) something to the effect of, "How come that guy always wears high heels? That's just kind of weird." She told me she kind of looked at him incredulously and said, "I don't know. Why don't you simply ask him? He probably just likes them." The young man never did approach or interact with me in any way. Oh, well.
  5. I did try to redirect. Evidently, it didn't work. Sorry man, I tried!
  6. There are also those little self-adhesive inserts you can put in at the heel of the shoe. That helps with the heel gap and slippage to some extent.
  7. That's a bummer. . . sorry, man.
  8. You are quite right, this does not meet the definition of a rickety boat 40 years ago. Things have changed dramatically in the last ten years, to say nothing of the last forty. I will have other pictures, if people are interested, but perhaps it would be better to stick them in a more general forum. Meanwhile, here is the reason why, in my estimation, women wear heels so much in Vietnam. This is a typical picture of what a gathering inside somebody's house looks like. It's Tet holiday, so everyone is dressed up a little bit more, but as you can see, no one is wearing street shoes. So really, unless you are going on an outdoor tour or something, your time in heels in relatively limited. They spend most of the time piled up by the front door.
  9. Here is my annual photo of a Vietnamese woman wearing heels in a situation where it would probably have been better not to: Getting on a rickety boat to travel across a lake to visit a temple where walking conditions are downright treacherous. However, I'd have done the same thing myself, had I been allowed to, only with higher heels!
  10. HA!
  11. @Jura, that is a very nice story, but I'm afraid you're going to have to explain the expression "3 pound girls" to this Yankee. Or is it "pound girls," and there happened to be 3 of them? In any case, I am curious about this expression.
  12. Not only were we apprehensive, but we were simply not physically accustomed to wearing heels out in the "real world." Even without the psychological baggage, it takes months if not years of practice before you can just "forget" about them. I also did my first outing in mid heels, and it was a good thing. Despite hours of wear around the house, one of the things that I wasn't prepared for was how tired I would get walking a continuous distance. It seems quite silly now, but I was definitely using muscles I'd never taxed that much all at once before. Congratulations on your successful outing!
  14. I think we can do it! Nevertheless, I think this is a rather useful conversation, if we simply leave the elected politics out of it. Since the subject has already been brought up, and the thread is getting a lot of traffic, I would like to discuss something @Heelster often brings up, the "politics" of surviving as a heeler in the blue collar world. This sort of applies to everyone in a way, but especially to us sweat-of-the-brow types. Isn't @CAT a laborer or something like this? I have a story I would like to tell about something that happened a couple of weeks ago, right before I left for vacation. I am working on a large construction project which employs several hundred workers of all trades and from all over the country (USA, of course). I have been there for more than two years, and I expect to be there for at least another year, who knows, maybe even longer. I am lucky to be a local and I get to sleep in my own bed every night. Each company has to employ a certain number of full-time safety people. I won't say the safety people never get dirty, but basically they don't. They walk around a lot and observe. There is this one safety guy from our company that showed up one day wearing some "fancy" jeans. I never actually saw them, I don't know if they just had some fancy stitching on the pockets, or rhinestones, or what, but I know a lot of the guys were giving him a hard time about wearing them, saying the usual things about questioning his masculinity, and so on and so forth. We never saw these jeans again, but the comments persisted for a few days afterwards. OK, pretty normal behavior for a construction site, Heelster would back me up on this. But here's the thing: If it had been me wearing the jeans instead of the safety guy, I guarantee you I would have been given a pass on it, more or less. One of the guys giving this safety guy a hard time seems to have no problem going out to the bar with me when I'm wearing my high heels and skinny jeans. The other guy who was a main instigator has never actually seen me outside of work, but he knows about me. There would be no problem there, I am very confident. And yet, I have no idea why this should be so. It may be because I've been around for so long. It may be because I am well-liked and respected as both a foreman and a worker. It may be because I have been tireless in my advocacy for trying to improve working conditions and morale on the job site, both with my mighty fountain pen, and with a microphone (you would be surprised at how many waves a well-penned letter or a few well-spoken sentences creates, when delivered to the right people). So my invitation is, I would like to hear your ideas about what really makes people tick. Is this a unique situation for me? I do not have a forceful personality by any stretch of the imagination. My point is, I appear to be able to express myself in my dress and my appearance, and I seem to be getting by with it, and I theoretically shouldn't be able to get by with it. Sometimes, it boggles the mind. When is the party going to end? Will I have to pay the Piper someday?
  15. I'm not really sure how to answer this question, because there is quite a long interval between my first pair of high heels, and the first pair that I actually purposefully bought for myself. My very first pair of high heels I found when I was in high school (mid 1980s), and I do mean I actually found them while I was cleaning and organizing things. They were evidently left behind by a member of the previous year's show choir, and I found them during summer break while I was helping teach younger kids to play the violin. They were awful, cheap, peep-toe pumps that had been beat to sh*t, but they happened to be my size, so I grabbed them up and took them home. They had about a 2 inch kitten heel, and I always kind of hated them, wishing they had been at least an inch higher, but I kept them for a number of years anyway in secret. At some point in my life, I threw them out, but I vaguely remember still having them when I got married the first time, because my ex-wife was quite curious as to why I had them, and made it fairly obvious that she was not at all interested in seeing me wear them. I mean, quite apart from the fact that they were awful in the first place, and way out of style by that time. So, doing the math, I must have kept them around for about 10 years. I don't miss them, and I don't regret throwing them out. Fast forward, uh, wow. . . 25 years (well 15 + 10), and by this time the world had changed, and I had changed, and I knew I was going to start wearing some kind of high heeled footwear. I had worn some high-ish heeled clogs off and on for several years to test the waters, and no one had really said anything, so after searching around for a while, I found a pair of clogs that looked almost exactly like what I had been wearing already, but these had a definite high heel on them that really could not be ignored or explained away. Pictured below is a stock photo of my first "real" purchased heels, Sofft model Aviano. I still have them, in black and in brown, and I still occasionally wear them, maybe if I'm feeling really tired or don't really feel like wearing heels for whatever reason. They are by far my lowest heels that I still possess today, and they might as well be flats as far as I'm concerned. They are the first shoes that I wore out in public in broad daylight, and I will keep them for nostalgic reasons, if nothing else. They still have a lot of life left in them.