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For me it was never so much the bell but the overall feminine styling. I never fancied cowboy boots, or cowgirl boots either for that matter. For me it started with go-go boots, which really don’t have much of a heel at all, and then sorta evolved. The heels became a part of it, since many feminine boot styles also have heels. In terms of personal style and preference I like block heeled boots. They feel more “me”. I’m ambivalent about stilettos. I love the lines - especially 120mm stilettos - but I’m not sure they are really me. And I’m not sure if that’s residual self consciousness or a sense that they don’t - quite - fit my style. i own two pair of Italian Heels stiletto knee boots - same style (Tina), one with 10cm heels the other with 12cm. I like them both very much and would never get rid of them. But I feel much more at ease in 7-9cm block heeled boots (ankle, knee and OTK)

For sure! For me, it was a gradual process I guess. Always loved cowboy boots, then progressed to higher heeled cowboy boots. Then I looked for higher heeled "cowgirl" boots. I'm trying to remember the first time I actually ordered boots with stiletto style heels, I think they were Pleasers. The progression to wearing high heel boots in public was a slow gradual process as well. So much regret wasting so many years of enjoyment due to self doubt, and lack of confidence...

Congratulations! I have fond recollections of the moment that I decided at long last to buy myself some high heeled boots - in the event, a pair of very nice (expensive) black suede OTK boots with four inch slender (not quite stiletto) heels. I decided to treat it as a bucket list thing and although expensive as boots go, vastly cheaper than the exotic travels that usually feature on bucket lists. That initial purchase has led to my buying several more pair, although nothing like your numbers. I love wearing them though and regret the years I needlessly went without

Usually I forget about the significance of this day until it is past, but for some reason I remembered it this year. Perhaps it is because I didn't realize what was happening at the time, and what significance it would ultimately have in my life. Thirteen years ago this evening, I stepped out for the first time in public wearing obviously elevated heels. In a way, it seems like much longer. In this regard, time has not flown by. It is difficult for me to remember a time when I didn't wear heels, even though that was more than 75% of my life. I'm trying to remember what I did wear on a daily basis. I remember at one time I went through a hiking boot phase. When I played with a country band, I wore cowboy boots pretty much everywhere for a couple of years. I must have worn tennis shoes for a good portion of my pre-heeled life. I really don't remember much about my footwear before 2012. I still keep the Söfft clogs I wore for my maiden outing, but I never wear them anymore. Even though they are leather on the outside, the non-leather liner makes my feet sweat something terrible. According to my records, I have not walked very many miles in these shoes, but I sure remember the first mile. I thought it would never end. Even after thirteen years, I will not pretend to be 100% comfortable in my skin. At times I still feel self conscious, especially when I have chosen very loud shoes without thinking about it, only to end up in a place where it's very noticeable. But still, it hasn't been a bad trip so far, and it doesn't really show any signs of ending.