Laurieheels

It is best to master the four inch heels, and then move up. Why? Because going to four and a half before you have full control of four inch heels just means extra pressure. Sure, wearing four and a half a lot will make the four inchers seem easier, but at what cost to your feet at the end of the day? Okay, if you cannot wear the heels you like during the day and can only practice at night, then I recommend three to four hurs of continuous wear at your maximum height for a few weeks. Be dedicated in this! You should still develop enough of the endurance for at least four hours of time after a month, and then it is simply a matter of extending this on weekend and days when such shoes are possible for wear. To sum up, practice at night, three or four hours, and on weekends as much as possible, unless like me you work. And become really good at four inch heels, and then move up to four and a half, be great in those, and move to five. Okay, so I skipped four and a half and went straight to five, but hey, we can all customize how we do this...

Desertheeler and Jeff, well done, congratulations, and many other warm well wishing from me. It is nice to see people moving up the different ranks!

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The diary was almost late, and I'll explain why in a bit. First, we should recap a few days from this week... Monday - I don't remember Monday, except for the shoes. Five inch black velvet stilettos. As usual they are quite comfortable and I can wear them all day if I need to, but since I walked to work and then home, it was not the case. Practicality matters at times. Tuesday was a sandal day, the fout inch black patent stilettos, perfect for showing off polished nails. Red is always an excellent choice for this. I find that I have a personal sense of satisfaction from seeing this look, and I am sure it generates some attention on other levels... Just not enough of it! Wednesday I brought the 5.5 inch black patent stilettos to work. It was a later shift for me, and I thought I would give them a try. I managed a few hours in them, but they are sized differently than the Jante pair in white. So they were only worn for a few hours, and then it was into the black velvet five inch stilettos for the remainder of my day. It is awkward when the size you wear from a particular manufacturer is a little bit smaller than you are used to. It creates problems when a girl retains water, which is no myth, and the feet are one of the places that suffer. Thursday was certainly a day for black stockings and my black velvet stilettos. The weather was not friendly... It was a very long day in those shoes, even though I was only in them for ten hours. It was the type of day at work that just screams of total chaos and looks to me to save the day. I was quite the hero-ine and everything ran smoth once I got ahold of the situation. But at the end of the day for the shoes, standing around in a bus depot to meet up with my grandfather, I suddenly realized just how much I overdress compared to the rest of society. Mind you, who dresses in five inch stilettos and a short skirt, a red top and a black PVC jacket when travelling by bus? It's obvious that most people would feel overdressed in their working clothes, or one may see my working clothes, and my presence at a bus station, and conclude that I am in some other line of work.... Dear Lord I hope that is not the case! This brings us to Friday, and the reason why this diary will be short, and the reason why it was almost delayed. Camping. Yes, this goddess needed to escape the world, and camping means a good pair of runners. Since I lack even that these days, my old Reeboks did the job. We had planned to stay until Monday, but after two cold nights that left my sister and I with sore joints in the morning, we decided that a three day camping trip was enough. I had a great time, and camping was fun. I have prepared the best steaks I have ever made, over a fire at that, and some wonderfully crispy bacon and hard boiled eggs for breakfast this morning. It is amazing what a goddess can do with some wood. She makes a fire and feeds herself and her sister! What could she do for mortals, I wonder... But the fact that our Saturday night steak feast was spoiled by bad weather only drove home the point that three days was plenty of time for our escape from society. Eating steak and corn on the cob inside of a tent during a rainy wind storm is not the best way to enjoy nature. The weather may have cleared this morning, but we decided to clean up, try fishing one more time, and go home. No, we did not catch any fish. I don't think I have ever been as happy to have a bath in my entire life as I was this afternoon. I am still sore and in need of a good night of sleep, but to make up for the time out of heels, after my bath, I changed into a leopard print neglige and my leopard print stiletto sandals, with the wonderful five inch heels. And I prepared tonight's stew while wearing this, the stew that should have been made over a raging camp fire. It is cooking as I type, and I should attend it. Now I realize everyone would have loved pictures of me in heels out in the wilderness, but my sister was not about to take them and they are not the best footwear to walk over rocky shore lines when one is trying to learn how to fish. I had enough trouble keeping my line from tangling! Maybe one day in the future, if my broken heart heals and a man in this ignorant city will give me his, I can find someone to take those pictures everyone so desperately craves. Until then, just enjoy the writing, since that is what I do best, and know that my camping trip has taught me one thing. I may love nature, but I am a city girl and need the luxuries we so often take for granted every day. Very much the city girl...

The sarcasm was noted, but since I honestly expressed interest in this very thing once upon a time, I just did what a always do, steal the show and run somewhere else with it. Kung Fu Stiletto Goddess - I'll work on a script when I need a break from my book.

I am partially amidexterous (I know that is not how I should spell it but I don't care). I do some things with my left hand, but not in enough detail. My mother can write with both hands, because, as she tells it, she practied this as a child, just in case she ever broke her right arm and it had to be in a sling. I'm not the only quirky girl around...

Um, Hoverfly, mental block there, I did express interest in learning to kick in a thread somewhere, possibly in this fetish and ultra heel section. I would love to learn more karate, or even kung fu. Yeah! I'd also like a motorcycle. Before that, even, I'd just like a new car. Before even that, good health and happiness. But yes, Kung Fu stiletto goddess. It could be a good B movie!

Bandwidth? Oh my, drool all over, and a few gigs for space at least, right? This could be a good experiment

I do not carry a stun gun. I don't even think they are legal! But presenting the right image is important, just as important as looking good and being that high heeled goddess every day. Now, as far as it goes for the boosting of an ego, I always enjoy it, as I seem lost in humility most days.

so if I turn up and I am raining your ice box, this is okay as well, Yamyam? I am thinking the answer is going to be "if you are wearing your heels then yes" Am I close?

The loafer goes away when you post enough to make it go away. It is just a posting rank, you can figure out a way to post an extra icon for yourself under it. I do not know how, so don't look at me!

Wlecome back, Robert, it is nice to know you had a great trip!

Sometimes when we feel down, the only thing to do is look good and push the personal envelope... Monday was a holiday, and despite this, I had to work. What better way to work than in five inch black velvet stilettos. Eight hours at work plus time after that left uncounted, and another five inch heeled day was done. And done very well, I must add. Tuesday deserved a repeat of this wonderfully heeled performance, and off I was again in my velvet stilettos. I really do like them. Comments about my high heel wearing ability abounded on this day, as well as others during the week. People who would break their ankles or even necks if they wore such shoes. When exposed to people who do not know you beyond your name in e-mail, sometimes the comments start up. Women can appreciate the skill I have in wearing these shoes. I like that. I feel special, as if I do have some sort of talent in this world. Ego boosts are wonderful things. Now, why waste time sparring with that issue, when something I know everyone is curious about happened on Wednesday. See, I wished to wear white shoes and white pants while the weather was still nice. And my friend Melanie and I were going to go out, have a drink, and talk about men after work. That was quite productive by the way, yet nothing remains solved in my life. Enough of that, we're here for the shoes, right? On my feet were the wonderful five and a half inch white stiletto pumps. I thought that I would be pushing myself in these shoes that day, but they were rather comfortble. Okay, so it helped that I was able to sit down for long periods of time. But when I was walking, I walked without difficulty. Half an inch higher? How easy was that? Any misgivings I had about my choice of shoes in the morning were gone within half an hour of putting them on, and my first half hour at work always has a good deal of running around. Now, be amazed, be prepared, because I wore these shoes for 16 hours. Yes. SIXTEEN HOURS. And maybe fifteen minutes past that. In that time, I had them off for all of ten minutes. My feet were hot! I wore them bare foot, with white capri pants and a very nice mauve blouse that was well worthy of the office. 16 hours. 5.5 inchers. Let's all remember who the goddess is... Thursday saw me go back to the black velvet pumps for another twelve hours, and that included a jumping demonstration for some of the girls who were filling in and had been so impressed on Tuesday. Esentially I jumped straight up and landed perfectly on my five inch stilettos. Pretty neat. I have been told I glide in my heels as if I am walking on a cloud. And I am starting to notice a few men looking at me when I am in heels. It's a start. Friday was a casual day, and being who I am, that always means going against the trend somewhat. So my four inch black patent sandals were called on, and an all black outfit. Lace pant leg cuffs and lace shoulder covers on the tank top. If that makes sense. I do not know why I wore what I wore, but my mother is thinking I could earn extra income in the sex industry. She has issues with the 5.5 stilettos, because they are attention getters to the extreme. Maybe they would look better if I removed the ankle straps on them... she is starting to offer advice on the type of outfit that would look okay with such shoes and not solicit offers from men. Satuday, well that was a write off, I slept past noon, wore runners to go run some errands, and generally it is not a fashion day worthy of the goddess stature. It is best left ignored. Today being Sunday, I had to work, and why not rely on an old and a new favourite? My long black skirt and my black velvet stilettos. Very nice considering everyone else would be quite casual and comfortable. Once every two months is not bad for working a Sunday. I hope it stays this way! It can end altogether as well. Just no more often than that! That was my week, and I hope it was not too brief of a report. I am trying to type quick and I am feeling a little bit more dyslexic today than normal. Of course, it seems a bit incredible, but I only write it like I lived it, and for me, heels are life. I intend to keep living it. Yes, sixteen hours!

White pumps look very classy with the right outfit. Perfect for Easter and many of the warm spring days. But I think white shoes become more of an accessory, while other colours become a focal point or a larger compliment.

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Just you all wait for the next diary entry on sunday. It will be Monday on the server when I get to posting it, I have to work. It's part of the job, a sunday every few months. But the wait will be worth it.

Well Fox, some girls don't have a great sense, but, *ahem* at least one I am very familiar with has had nothing but compliments this week. Whether genuine or not, I just eat up the attention. Other women think I have it. Whatever it is. But I have it. Men don't seem to be noticing enough...

Sorry Anthrax, I am looking for a local boy. Long distance relationships do not appeal to me.

Well I did it, but the details go into the diary. I think I looked good, and my mother, well, she said 3rd Ave to me. I'll explain afterwards...

One month. Two weeks for basic proficiency, and two more to develop the endurance for all day wear without trouble. After about two months it is an expert skill. Six months and it becomes an addiction, and honestly, five inch heels feel like two inch heels to me. I sometimes remember some of the nice but lower heeled shoes I have worn in the past few years, and the feeling is the same now. Go high heels go.

Wedge heels? I know nothing about them, I only wear stilettos and sometimes a post heel. A wedge does not caputre the style I am looking for. I can jump up and down and I am starting to run in stiletto heels. Balance and comfort are not issues I have to deal with. My advice is this - but whatever you like to wear and whatever you feel looks good. Just be happy and get what you like. That is the best advice anyone can give on the subject.

If tomorrow is nice I may pull together an outfit around that, but I am not sure yet. It might not be what I want for going out for dinner and drinks with friends. We're trying to make me forget a few things but I need to drive home.... this plan isn't my best. I doubt I'll have time for pictures but who knows.

Comfortable? I wore them all day today, stood in them for half on hour while waiting for someone to let me into our south office this morning, and I even walked to the corner store in them after work. Like, they are great!

NO. I do not consider it trashy, stiletto heels are quite elegant and require great skill. So Anything goes, yes, now that I can agree on. Seeing as how I don't own any jeans, totally through my own fault, I am going to keep to wearing white heels with white pants.

Of course I am joking, I did wear white pants and my white stiletto mules after labour day last year, on a particularly hot day. Gee, why would I obey the rules? It is not my time to start. Of course, I tend to go for darker fashions when the weather gets colder, which then eliminates the pairing of white heels with the dark clothing. But on hot days, sure. And Az, regarding suede, well, when I can afford it I will get it, but for now, Velvet is an excellent substitute.