My heater is not working at the moment (I suspect and air lock in the pipes somewhere), and I’m reluctant to start burning coal again so I am rugged up in heavy fleeces and by heavy suede OTK boots with 8cm heels. I’ve somebody coming around this evening to check out the system
I know people here have certainly influenced me - I doubt if I'd be diligently practicing in my 12cm heels were it not you two, and having the inspiration and virtual company has made all the difference.
Absolutely! I thought the same of my encounter with my neighbour.
And you seem to be known all around town for your high heels, so you definitely have an influence already 🙂
I drive in heels and barefoot all the time (but not at the same time). I wears heels, I get in the car and drive. Only heels I not fond of driving in are stilettos, because my heel tip digs into the mat.
CAT, your outfits never disappoint! That electric blue dress matches some platform sandals I got last year from funkypair. I think that blue could be visible at 200 yards away. If you did enter the best dressed contest next year it would be hard to beat. I’m willing though to compete for sassiest heels though. HinH
I don't drive in heels for any kind of thrill. But If I am wearing an outfit that includes heels, I drive in them. It is a little different the way your feet hit the pedals, but I have no trouble doing it. And I don't feel the need to bring other flat shoes just to drive in them.
Interesting! I’m guessing the comment was more observational and curious. If it was meant to be derisive, her reply - oh yes, that’s my friend - would have put him back in his box
It is true, sometimes we do not know the secret influence we have on others. There is a woman who goes to our church who has a greater than the usual interest in my shoes. I have mentioned her elsewhere. Last Sunday was her birthday, so I wanted to catch her after church to wish her a good one. She was talking to several other women when I approached her, so I just yelled out, "Happy Birthday!" as I passed by.
Before I got three steps past, she interrupted her conversation with the ladies to tell me that some guy last week asked her if she knew that there was a man who walks around this town in high heels. Evidently, to his great surprise, she answered, "Oh yes, that's my friend."
I kind of wanted to know more, but I also didn't want to interrupt whatever conversation was going on already. I do not know if the comment was meant to be derisive, curious, or complimentary. In any case, I guess I at least have the potential to inspire.