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Well they finally came. Great heel, loved the color, BUT they were slightly too tight at the toe box. The problem is that they are pointed toe heels and my feet aren't. I could get my my foot in, but it was just too tight and since they are synthetic I didn't think it would stretch. I had got these for many reason. I love the color. I now have several in this color range. I want a boot that I could wear when it rained. I have no desire to damage my leather or suede heels, so being synthetic was a plus. I wanted a slouch style bootie, and I have been looking for some time. This also had a feature, a full length zipper, that I wanted. And the heel was decent as well. The search goes on .........................

I stepped on the edge of a textbook and they split apart. I just love this Steve Madden wedge, and the second pair as well. At least 6 years old. Real suede, that why it has lasted the hundreds of miles it has seen. This is now my run around town doing errands pair. The other pair just got out of the box last year But she ain't dead yet!!! Its a clean disengagement, so I plan to glue it back together and get several hundred more miles out of her.

I’d say they passed away and you’re holding a seance

It's funny that I posted the comment above on the 14th. This week these shoes went on life support.

Cat, I love that royal blue ensemble. That's a favorite color of mine. Last Sunday I wore a white short skort with a royal blue sequin top and my royal blue, patent knee boots. Got several compliments on my ensemble. Even two ladies complimented me on my boots. Happy Heeling, bluejay

So true! And yes, I have quite a stride in those heels! Just to add - I have not yet found the video of me crossing the street on YouTube, Facebook, or Tik-Tok.

As an aside, as an Australian who started his journalism career in Sydney, when I saw the SMH on your post title I thought it was about something you’d read in the Sydney Morning Herald!

I suspect it all ties in. Accepting, indeed celebrating, yourself as you are is a big deal and very improving. And of course age helps too - you acquire the experience to understand what matters and what does not, and you cease to take yourself quite so seriously as you did when you were young.

For me getting dressed presentably for work also serves a very practical purpose even though my office is just my kitchen table and an open laptop. Since I work from home it is easy and tempting to slip into lazy habits and be distracted but by making the effort to change into office clothes - nothing fancy, mind you - I send a subliminal message to myself that I am no longer at home but at my office, a place of work, where things get done. One of the benefits of wearing heels is that they underscore this message. Nobody wears stilettos just to laze about at home! I put them on and not only do I feel as though I have come to the office, but they set up a jaunty creative vibe that carries me along and makes the writing go well.

I think there have been definite benefits to wearing heels that have spilled beyond improved fashion sense. I think I'm a much better foreman, a better husband, and a more focused person in general than I was 15 years ago. Whether one can attribute any of this to wearing heels as opposed to simply getting older is another question entirely.

If you could magically transport yourself back in time 10 or 15 years, and you were to cross the same street, wearing the same outfit, you'd have had a lot more people video-ing you. The best we can hope for is that we walked well.

@mlroseplant good idea with your list. I have it in my head which heels are suitable for which distance/duration. Not so much for blisters (can only happen sometimes with newer pairs) but for heel height and general comfort. That's also why certain pairs are my go-to shoes for everything, but I'm trying to wear the other ones more too now, also due to our challenge 🙂

@CrushedVamp I feel the same. If I am well dressed I feel better than if I'm not. Simple as that. Of course if I'm getting my hands dirty on some work I just wear anything that's already dirty or worn out, but simply because I don't want to ruin my good clothes. The story with the waitress is just...I don't know what to say. This again shows which presumptions are in people's heads.

Taking politics with anyone these days is a fraught business. I tend to avoid it altogether and stick to discussing the weather and the day to day minutiae of life. And if that minutiae includes wearing heels so be it.

Maybe it was just the FBI ... 😀

No problem - that outfit is fabulous!

👍🤩 Thank you for the compliment !!

Oh mama! That's it! We're having a best dressed of 2026 competition! You in?

I am sure this topic has been discussed ad nauseum and "resolved" long before it was known that the moon was not made of green cheese. A situation regarding my wearing of heels has surfaced within my family and I came to the realization that the confidence I have gained from doing so has spilled into other areas of my life. Allow me to explain. I have younger brother who is deeply conservative on all matters and he informed me (indirectly) that his eldest daughter (20.5 YOA) had tickets to hear Charlie Kirk speak when he was scheduled to on her university campus. He was murdered, however, before the event at my niece's campus occurred. Needless to say, I sent a carefully worded response about the true nature of Kirk's rhetoric towards the transgender community to my brother and noted that I strongly disagreed with Kirk's positions. The response I received was a profanity filled diatribe about how the transgender community is trying to force their agenda on everyone...blah, blah, blah. Also, it was apparent from his choice of words, that, in general, men wearing heels was somehow wrong because it is not in line with his worldly view. I did not dignify his response with my own response, but not to be arrogant and respect for the fact that my brother is in poor health, both mentally and physically, as an investigator for 20+ years, I could have driven a truck through the holes in his response. My line of belief on this, couple with other recent posts I have offered, made me realize that the confidence I have gained from wearing heels has spilled into other areas of my life. I am much more confident about my work, my decisions, and, just wearing tall heels (4"+) in public and not giving a da(r)n about what anyone thinks or feels about it. For the most part, I have received so many compliments from (mostly) women in my office who love my style and color choices. Most of the men do not care but I still have great conversations with them even if I am wearing a mini skirt. This made me realize that if I can tell a family member "I do not give a (long string of expletives not included) about whether a man wearing heels fits in with your narrow minded worldly view" then what is to stop my confidence from continuing on an upward climb? I realize that over confidence can easily become arrogance and want to avoid going down that road. I guess what I am trying to say is that, I will be more than happy to tell my brother that if he can not accept the fact that I wear heels, then that's too bad. I am going to do so because I like and encourage every man I see to do so the same.

You all know I go everywhere to heel, Its Monday night and its time to go out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Here is the OOTN!

I have the ability to take my lunch period anywhere from 11:30 - 2pm and usually do so around 12pm as it is the half-way point of my work day. It is not at all uncommon for me to head out to the small park across the street from my building and sit in the sun/shade for a few minutes while video chatting with my wife for a few minutes (better signal). The Thursday of the week before I wrote this was a delightful day and I decided to take a stroll to the park in order to chat with my wife who lives seven time zones to my east. I was wearing a gorgeous pair of 4," tan-ish ankle boots (almost pumps) with a pair of medium blue trousers, and matching short-sleeve turtleneck, beret, and accessories. Not to be condescending about it, it screamed style and sophistication. Upon finishing chatting with my wife, I headed back to the office by way of the intersection separating the office parking lot from the park. As I was crossing the street, I noticed a man driving a larger truck carrying a dumpster full of construction debris. I happened to notice, from my right eye, that as I was crossing the street, the individual driving the truck was recording me as I did so. I did a double-take as I was not sure I what I briefly observed was correct. Such enough it was - he had his cell phone out recording me as I was walking across the street. I quickly waived "hi" and continued on my way. I could do no more than shake my head in disbelief - ignorant Neanderthal. Sorry - not the greatest photo but you get the idea.

Sorry - just catchin' up here. Generally speaking, in response to the original question, I will wear higher heels (3"/9cm+) to the office and places I need/want to go on the way home. If I am heading to an event, it will depend on what it is, the weather, the "feel" of it, and other factors. My local library, for example, is having its annual local artist exhibition in about two weeks. It is an early evening event, 5pm - 8pm, with drinks and nibbles. For this, I will forgo heels in favor of a pair of animal print loafers with black pants and a black short sleeve turtle neck as heels seem to be a bit "too much." Every year my local library also presents a murder-mystery play as a fundraiser on a Friday and Saturday evening. For this, I'll step it up a bit and throw on a skirt with a less than 3"/9cm pair of knee high boots. If I was attending a cocktail party or a fancy dinner, my outfit would be made around a 4"/10cm+ pair of heels. I am never in heels for mundane activities like grocery shopping unless it is done on my way home from the office. If I have to head out to run errands or going to an event where I expect to do a great of standing or walking, my trainers are it. This past Saturday was the annual Oktoberfest my town's civic association and as I knew I was going to be walking around, and socializing with the venders and doing "a bit" of drinking, my coral colored Vans were the choice of the du jour.

Balance I’ve always been good at. Never a problem - well, except for when the boat is on a slight, almost imperceptible list which you don’t notice until you start walking. Otherwise, balancing in heels was fairly easy for me. It reminded me of being in ice skates. It was the calf muscles that got me, having them quiver and cramp up fairly quickly, almost immediately in fact the first time I stood up in 12cm heels. i would love to experiment with a 300 to 400 metre walk in my 12cm boots to see how I’d turn up - something I definitely must do!

It is certainly interesting to know how we each got to where we are, heel-wise. I can remember having trouble in the early days when I would stand in one spot for a while, having trouble keeping my balance, especially if I had to stop suddenly, as when one is walking down the street and has to wait for a traffic light to turn green. I guess I've gotten over that problem nowadays. I actually have a list that tells me what shoes are only good for 1 km or 2 km, and where I am likely to get a blister, so I can take measures to prevent it. In 2024, I went through so many Bandaids that I have dubbed that year the "Year of the Band-Aid." This year, I haven't had to use them so much, and I think I've only gotten two blisters so far this year.

That's an astonishing remark and presumption by that waitress, but kind of fits in with my impression of the sort of town and region you describe. Somehow, although you say she didn't, I can readily imagine her using the term 'relations' - that too would be wholly fitting with my perceptions of the kind of prim folk who'd have those points of view.