radiodave

Fortunately, I've never had the "Are you gay?" question. I did have one sales lady ask "Do you do impersonations?". I feigned ignorance and got her to rephrase it as "Are you a female impersonator?". I said no, I just wear the shoes. I pointed to her ugly, masculine shoes and said "Are you trying to impersonate a man?". Strangely, she had no reply, but the look on her face said it all.

I'm with Yozz, I use an epilator. My hair grows back way too quickly shaving, and when it starts to grow back it snags my pants and gets irritated. The ingrown hairs I sometimes have to pluck with tweezers. If you do try the epilator, shave first and try it when it's visible again, because it doesn't work well (and hurts) when it's really long. Since I've been using it the hairs grow back finer, and aren't as hard to pluck with the epilator. They don't grow back as quickly this way. I've tried Nair, but it's very messy and smelly, and my hair was too thick for it to work in the recommended time. Lots of hair was left, and I was afraid to leave it on longer than what was recommended.

Welcome!

One of my coworkers had some fun with another coworker. First, we're a bunch of engineers, and whenever free food is around (especially cake) we're like moths to a flame. The one coworker left his computer unattended, so the other guy hopped on and sent an e-mail (in the first guy's name) to several others we're friends with saying that his mom had made a cake for him, but he had so much extra that he brought it in and had it in his cubicle. Needless to say, the first guy was surprised when folks showed up asking if he had any cake left, but then he checked his e-mail log and the other guy fessed up. This is why I leave my computer password protected!

My $0.02. Pumps, I think saying you hate women is no better than the immature ones you point out on the hipcandy blog who diss guys wearing heels. Sure, there will always be those immature folks who don't accept it, and they don't have to. I think it's a foregone conclusion that folks will say anything on an Internet blog that they probably won't say to your face. So who cares what they really think? There are probably folks who think guys with an earring are gay, guys who drink wine are gay, and guys who listen to classical music are gay. Well, nuts to them I say. If they are so narrow minded and immature to think that, then I wouldn't associate with them anyway. A very important lesson I learned from my wife is that it doesn't matter what other people think; what's important is what you think of yourself and that you believe in yourself. It's something I'm still learning. The only time I've been streetheeling I had one teenage girl trying hard not to stare, and that was it. I could just imagine that girl being one of the ones on that blog who would say "Ew! Like, that's so gay!". But who cares?? Teenage girls aren't widely known for being open minded. I was confident that there's nothing wrong with my wearing stiletto boots, and there isn't. It's just human nature that anything out of the ordinary attracts attention, but I think nowadays folks are slowly getting used to unusual things. I really think more women are accepting of it than we believe though. My wife didn't mind, and I think that hipcandy blog isn't representative of the majority. I think to the dissenters, that article sticks out like a sore thumb, so they have to say something about it. Folks who are indifferent or supportive of it probably don't post anything, and the ones who really encourage it are probably not as plentiful. So, since the dissenters rally around that, I think it skews our perception of what the majority think.

You're famous! That is a funny story, thanks for sharing.

Very nice!

I'd be interested, hopefully we could get a good turnout.

Looks good! The length of your jeans goes well with them.

So far, only boots in public. Eventually I'd like to wear sandals, but I think I'll get more comfortable with boots first.

Radiodave; Like Guy N Heels said. I'm going to have to take out a second morgage just for gas and that doesn't cover rubber.LOL

BTW, didn't you just break off a marrage? You doing OK?

Yes, I'm OK. We're still best friends and that's not likely to change anytime soon. We haven't set a date to do the official split. She's been helping me find a new home, and I've already got a contract on a nice townhouse. Assuming no problems, I'll take possession in a month, and it will be much closer to where I work. The in-laws have offered to help move, and they would like to remain friends too.

Nice radiodave! I had a TR-4A when I was in high school. It was dark green and a 1966 rag top with spoke wheels. I wish I still had it. I am a big fan of sports cars. My older brother had an austin heely. Not sure of the spelling but it to was a 60's model I believe. (yellow) You have done a fantastic job on your little red toy. Be proud of it! I love it!

Sweet! I like the look of the TR-4A. So I guess you're also familiar with the Lucas, the prince of darkness. LOL I think if I found an MGA someday I'd love to get one, but the Midget is still a fun project car. I got to ride in an MGB-GT once when I was a teenager and knew I had to get a little British car someday. I just happened to be talking with my friend one day, not knowing he had this one, and when I mentioned I'd like to find one, he offered his on the spot. It had quit running on him one day, and he just never got around to fixing it. He couldn't bear to see it go to waste or get junked, but was hoping he'd find someone who would be able to resurrect it. Lucky for both of us and the little car!

Nice work on your truck! Sounds like you can lay down some rubber with that. Looks pretty good too!

Not much of a hot rod, but a fun little sports car that I'm proud of. It's a 1977 MG Midget. I bought this from a friend after it had sat unused in his garage for nearly 20 years. It took lots of work to get it back to running order, but there's little rust, the convertible top is in great shape, and it only had 28,000 miles on it. Most of the work was fixing lots of stuck parts and dried out rubber, but it had some problems that had led to it sitting unused for so long that needed to be fixed. It's been an ongoing project to restore it, but it's a blast to drive, like driving a big go-kart. Certainly a tiny car; it weighs 1800 pounds, it's 11 feet long to the tips of the bumpers, and 4.5 feet wide at the tips of the mirrors!

I have a pair of slingbacks with pointed toes, and the length really doesn't make a difference to me; they wear just like any others. They don't feel like the toes are unusually long.

Nice! Hope you enjoy them both!

Nice truck and nice pictures Johnie! I have a hobby car myself, and I can relate to it never being complete. It's an MG Midget convertible and there's always something to work on.

I remember reading that article before. More power to him!

Thanks all, and we haven't set a date to actually go through the formal dissolution. I'm working on buying a new house right now, and even a dissolution has some fees that don't need to be spent right now. We already settled on who is keeping what, and what to do with what's in the bank. Simon, you make a good point about couples living apart and still getting along swimmingly. Even one of my coworkers mentioned that a couple he knew had divorced, and eventually ended up moving back in together! Not likely to happen in our case, but even if we end up living miles apart we'd like to remain friends, and if we somehow grow back together, then so much the better.

Thanks for sharing. Sorry not everything went as you may have hoped, but it sounds like it was still a good experience.

Welcome, and congratulations on your outings. Sounds like you're already getting the hang of things, and hope you continue to have fun!

I guess I'm not sure how high the elevator heels are, but if they are only 2-3" it seems like you could just as well get some boots that height. I would think they are expensive compared to what you could get that aren't specialized for that purpose. I wear my 2" boots frequently and haven't gotten any reaction.

I like to see them, and I wear them myself. I don't see the point of wearing them with any shoes but sandals. Closed toe shoes hide them, and depending on the style of toe ring they can be uncomfortable in pointy toed shoes.

Thank you, Thighbootguy, I appreciate it.

Very nice! I hope you enjoy them.

Hello all, my wife and I had lots of discussion over the last week related to our differences, and we've both agreed our impending split is for the best, but we both very much want to be friends despite our differences. Maybe the married life wasn't for us, but we don't want to sever ties, so she still wants to do things together, support each other, and still be the best of friends. In a way, we agreed that trying to be partners was taxing for both of us; we felt a little like living in a box, so since we're going back to being single, we're both happy with our decision.

One of the things we talked about was my fascination with high heels, and while she's not really turned on by them, she agrees they are part of who I am. She supports my wanting to try other articles of clothing, such as dress pants and skirts, so she gave me some sizing tips to look for a pair of women's dress pants. She was out of town Saturday and part of yesterday, so I was out looking at new homes to move into, but did some shopping as well on Saturday.

I went up by Aldo at the mall, and ducked in to see what they had. I saw these and couldn't pass them up.

http://www.aldoshoes.com/eng/storeSection/redirect.cfm?sectionID=b2c/style/productDetails.cfm&itemID=65389854&&var=d&ckey=UK&colorid=97

Really impractical I'm sure, but the lady at the store seemed very encouraging when i asked to try them on. No smirking or indication that it was something unheard of in that store, and she commented that the ankle strap was cool. She even commented that I could wear a 39 when the guy behind the counter usually has to get a 40 (interesting, I wondered if she meant he had to get a 40 in women's or men's styles). Anyway, she encouraged me to try them both on, and recommended a cushion to help keep my feet from sliding and to add some padding. Good experience overall, and she earned her commission. I was wearing my sneakers and jeans for this part of the outing.

After I did some house hunting and the day was winding down, I finally had a moment of extreme confidence and a feeling like "I don't give a darn". I had brought my boots I bought recently. http://www.hhplace.org/discuss/guys/9231-who_has_bought_some_new_shoes-26.html#post155533

Now these were obviously not going to be very discreet, but I decided to test the waters at the mall for real. I put them on, took a walk through a good chunk of the mall to the food court, and ordered a bottled water (hey, it was a long day and I was thirsty). Sat down for a while, and drank my water. The result? Hardly any reaction. No long stares, laughs, or anything untoward. I suspect some of the sales folk at Macy's and at the cell phone kiosks noticed, but nobody stared much. A 10-year old boy (just a guess) at the food court looked down, then up, then down, but didn't do anything else. A teenage girl and her boyfriend were seated in there, and I could see her covering her mouth trying to stifle a smile, while trying hard to look the other way. Ah well, I figured there would be at least one teenage girl, but considering she was the only one who showed any reaction, I was pleasantly surprised. I just kept smiling. Even while I sat in the food court, the cleaning crew and other folks sitting around didn't give any reaction.

On the way home, I stopped by Kohl's to look at what I could find in women's pants, but decided I was on a roll, so I wasn't going to take off my boots. One guy was sitting in the entry way and had a surprised look, but he seemed to be looking up at me and not at my boots. I smiled back and said hi, but he didn't say anything. None of the women shopping around me gave any reaction at all. I found two pairs of dress pants; the long style with the straight legs that despite my 6' height are still long enough that they practically have to be worn with high heels. I went over to the men's fitting rooms (no signs on either one, but I figured I'd better not assume they were unisex). Still no reaction, and if anybody else in the men's section noticed me unzipping my tall boots, I didn't care. Nobody at the checkout even seemed to notice, and I may as well have been wearing my sneakers.

Once I got home, I tried the pants with my new Aldo sandals, and I like them a lot. The sandals fit me perfectly, and the pants complement them nicely. Even my wife thought it was a nice look, and is completely supportive of my wearing them. I told her about my outing with my boots at the mall, and she congratulated me for finding the confidence to be myself and not let others keep me from doing that. She went on about how not long ago that would have been unheard of for me, and she's happy to see my confidence building.

Sorry for the long post, but I wanted to say how "liberated" I feel. I was feeling pretty bummed last week because my wife thought we should go our separate ways, and I was not looking forward to having to move again and being alone, but even after this short time I feel so much better about our decision. I found some houses I really like, and I'm glad to still have such a supportive friend in my wife. We may have our differences, but I'm lucky to have met someone like her. I'm thinking not too many ex-wives still want to be best friends, but mine said she'd be very sad if we couldn't be. No problem there, I'm only too happy to still have her in my life, and for her to be so supportive of my exploring new things, even if we are different and living apart.

In closing, I can say that my wife and the many posters here have helped encourage me to realize that you can't let other people or society dictate who you should be. You gotta be your own person, or you'll be miserable. So for you guys who want to wear what you want, don't be afraid of what other people think. Be confident. I know it's easier said than done, but it can be done.