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Oh, come now. It’s really very simple. First you put the right foot in then you take it out, then you put your left foot in and shake it all about —- that’s what it’s all about!

I wear stilettos almost 100% of the time. I admit I occasionally get stompy too, but that usually only happens when I'm tired.

Well put! I know exactly what you mean, although I'm no gait geek myself. That said, I am conscious of the fact that in stilettos I am too stompy and would like to lose that stompiness. Likewise I was aware of the moment when walking in my 3.5 inch heeled ankle boots suddenly 'clicked' and I could feel my gait shifting into something fluid and which I knew instinctively to be right.

I look forward to hearing how you like them! I see that the price has reduced to £36.40 - very tempting!

I’ve never really taken the trouble to analyse my walk, although I know I could be better, smoother and more fluid. I guess I think if it more like ice skating - so many things needs to come together for you to do it well. I tend to go for overall movement, the whole of the motion, rather than try to break it down into parts. To me that complicates thinks too much.

That's interesting because either JS's fit or they don't. But if they fit they are real easy to walk in. In fact I will be wearing my JS knee boots today with faux suede and block 4 inch heels. A wet day with down pours.

Just watch M.A.S.H. episodes. As a young teenager I admit I loved seeing Kinger. My female neighbor actually said I reminded her of his character. I told I wasn't going for a section 8.

You know I've never been one to worry about meandering conversation. In fact, my intended reply which is back on topic seems so silly and petty following your statements, that I have decided not to say anything about walking mechanics at this time. Because, in the grand scheme of things, who really cares? Thank you for sharing your story, Bubba.

Not at all!!! Entirely understandable. You struck it lucky in finding a life partner - and I don’t mean anything to do with heels but partner in the fullest richest sense of the word. That’s so rare

Thank you for your comment, Shyheels. The identity slug, beneath my initial symbol above, shows that I have posted 13.3k comments over the time I have been a member here. I have related this part of my history before. A long time ago. It is the way it happened. I felt that if we were going to become involved to a point where a lifetime commitment was possible, then that commitment should be based upon the absolute truth if it was going to succeed. Our commitment was complete and successful. The only problem was that It didn’t last long enough. My wife passed away after only 36 years together. We were the same age. We should still be going strong. You cannot imagine how much I miss her. I realize that this is “off subject”. Please forgive me for reminiscing.

That's a nice story, candid and well-told - and, professionally speaking, a very nice piece of writing as well. I know you were a pilot but you clearly have a gift for writing.

Walking in heels. Something I never thought about until the first time I wore them in front of my wife. She was just my girlfriend at the time but we had been dating for several months. I met her on our first day at college. We hit it off from the first moment we met and when it became apparent that we were going to be more than boyfriend and girlfriend, I decided that it was time I told her about my life long love of wearing heels so that if she had a problem with that part of my personality, she could call it quits before we became to involved. One evening coming home after nice dinner at a good restaurant, I decided to bring the subject up. I thoroughly explained my situation along with a complete history description. I even told her that I owned several pairs that I would occasionally wear around my room where I was living. She told me that she had thought there was something unusual about my choice of footwear because my shoes, even though they could be worn by a man, were of styles that could be found in the women’s section of any shoe store. After a lengthy discussion, we decided that the following day I would bring a pair of my heels over to her place and show them to her. I picked her up the next afternoon and we drove to an excluded place out in the country. I chose a great pair of black patent pumps with 5” heels that I had owned for a couple of years, that were very comfortable and I could walk for miles while wearing them without discomfort. I changed into my pumps and we got out of the car and started walking down the road. While we were walking along, I explained that I realized that this desire was unusual and that over the years I had tried my best to stop. But after not wearing them for several weeks, my attitude became troubling and the desire so strong that I couldn’t help but start wearing them. So I decided since I couldn’t stop l would never try to quit wearing them again. Her reaction was one of curiosity. She asked many questions about my parents reaction and my experiences wearing heels in public, One of her comments was how surprised she was that I could walk so well without difficulty while wearing heels as high as these. How long did it take me to learn to walk in them? I replied that I had been wearing heels since before I was two years old while playing in my mother’s clothes closet. So, wondering about how I learned how to walk in heels was something that I had never thought about. Walking in heels was as natural to me as going barefoot. We walked back to the car and drove home. As she was getting out at her place, she said that I had taken her completely by surprise springing this upon her the way I did and that she would have to think about it before she could decide how it would effect us. She asked me not to call her for awhile. She said that she would call me when she sorted things out and had some idea how to deal with it.