rugratx27

As a young boy in the late sixties I very much remember how my aunt and her friends often wore devastating shoes, usually black courts (suede or patent) with a point toe and a terrifyingly high and slender heel.

I remember being struck dumb by the beauty of them as they walked and strutted, their sheer, swishing stockings took my breath away. I knew I found them electrifying but, being such a boy, not understanding why I found it impossible to look away. The magic of elegant women in their shoes hooked me young, and has kept me ensnared, very happily, ever since.

I can honestly say I've never dated a Woman who didn't know and utilise the allure of her legs, feet and shoes. I expect it of her.

I have similar memories of aunts, and firends of my mums. The images have stuck with me forever and recently came back as my mother-in=-law gave my wife all her old shoes. Imaculately kept in their original boxes, suade, patent ..... lovely.