Laurieheels

Terayon, youth is no excuse for poor language.

Hey, the beer topic is in the general discussion forum now. Scoot! Skat! Git!

World Cup. It's good for business, so I shouldn't complain. It keeps people watching TV. Yes, it is annoying. Yes, I am proud that I made up a television schedule for the games on my own. Now the customers can be happy and I don't need to hear them prattle on about "well I need to know where I can watch the matches" HERE! Take this paper, go home.

Fox, you have 10% of those posts... don't you feel special for that? I am quite thrilled this little forum has become so big and popular. It really is a great place for wonderful conversation and the exchange of ideas. wicked.

Tea can be great! Mint tea, green tea, some of the fruty teas, they are delicious! And grean tea ice cream... wow. Your regular black tea is boring for me, but there are so many I like! And hey, some health food store may sell some pill for energy, but I like the taste of soda first, and the sugar and caffine are just fringe benefits. Besides, I take enough freaking pills in the morning, no more!

Thanks, Hoverfly, that's really cool! Animated and everything!

Helpless addict? You know it! And it's not just beverages, it extends to fashion... heel addiction, anyone?

Okay, I know, it says guys, but I won't talk about my two in each ear. Really, for those who have not gone through it, the gun they use is easy to handle. It is half a second of a tiny pain as the gun fires. I can put up with it. And it is a spring loaded gun, and it makes the hole as well as puts the stud in place. If you have had a big needle or an I.V. inserted then you have had worse. Now, if you are thinking about piercing, go somewhere reputable, and make sure to keep the area clean for a few months after the pierce, and follow directions. If it says do not remove for six months, then don't! I had to remove my second set of studs to go to the hospital, and one day was all it took for the holes to start sealing up again. This was two months after the piercing! My originals I managed to leave with something in them for six months and they turned out great. Okay, so I mentioned mine, but only as an example, and not as a means of overruning your fourm or this topic. If anyone has questions, I have a bit of knowledge I can extend. E-mail me and I'll answer what I can...

Fox, so I am a blonde. I found the answer. Hey, how can I remember as much as this forum has to share? It can be overwhelming, even for a memory girl like me!

On 2002-05-22 02:23, Firefox wrote:

I don't mind the carbonation, just the added sugar.

But...but... caffine and sugar get me through my day. Without sugar in my pop, or coffee, how would I survive????

*TWITCH*

Champagne! Bubbly and sweet... And Fox, I do like the sodas, with the carbonation and the sugar, but I am a Coca Cola fan, because it burns so good. It sometimes cures sore throats! Beer - Tuborg, and Sol Mixed drinks - Paralyzer, or Caesar Wine - Riesling, because you can cook with it and drink it, and be happy. Or any wine mixed with other fruits.

Thank you, Heelson, for the whistle. Hoverfly, I am happy with the attention, yes! Anonymous - I may remove my shoes for one or two minutes at a time when at work. Not very much of a break, I suppose.

Happy Birthday, Calv! How many more years do you have, anyway? You don't have to answer of course. I hope you had a splendid outing!

Gold earrings - hoop style, two purses, a very cool bracelet, the latest CD from No Doubt, a Bubble Gun, More food than a girl needs... and my older sister needs to give me a few things tomorrow, likely some books that I want. No shoes, but then, no one will buy me shoes anymore, my family thinks I am obsessed enough! Oh, and most important, lots of loving tender feelings and well wishing. My mother really has a way of making me feel like I matter.

warm beer must be a matter of taste. I'll take a nicely chilled Tuborg, please. And it's just not a heritage aspect, I honestly like it.

please, no more to eat! NOOOOOOOOO! I'll skip the high heeled cake, and just take high heels, thanks. It's almost over, and wow it was a good weekend. And again, thank you to everyone who wished me well.

The message board is working fine, so I am guessing it is just the main page server that has the problems?

thanks everyone. And for the record, I get to be the Taurean Gemini cusp. This should explain why I am who I am... And Francis, hey I was just following your lead!

For anyone who doesn't read my diaries in the Ultra Heels section, it's my birthday. Like, it's right now. I happen to be 28. And I am quite blatently pushing around the rules and using a topic here to make this known to everyone. I think I am doing this because I had a great Sunday, and now that it is my birthday, things can get even better! So there. Life can be good, even for the poor girl who lives down the lane. Oh, and I am very tired and it is impairing my judgement, even more so than when I was dirnking at dinner. I'll have to add an adendum to the diary tomorrow... Whatever!

I'm a Taurean Gemini cusp. It's great fun now that I have learned to deal with it. Cusp being that different charts list different days for the end of one sign and start of another, for anyone who didn't know. I don't believe in horoscopes, but I still like being a cusp.

I am not sure what to say here. I took to 2 inch heels without any trouble, they were as natural as bare feet for me. it was four and five that required training for me. All I can suggest is that she wear them when sitting down, to allow the shoes to be worked in, and she should take smaller steps on softer surfaces, to start. Do the shoes fit her? As for the double standard, it's a shame, but you are the one living your life, everything we say is just opinion. Action is your job in this one... Sometimes sandals are a bit easier to train in as they don't do anything to the toes, all they do is change the height and use a few straps to hold the foot to the sole.

15? Wow. Almost 4 months. Neat! I am trying to think about what I wore on what day during the week. It's a bit blurry. It must be the long weekend and all this sleep! After some close examination of my five inch stilettos last Sunday, I came to the conclusion that they need to be phased out. I've been wearing them for work most days for 12 weeks I think, and the abuse is starting to show. Hey, they are black patent. The latest jab is a white smudge on the inside of the left shoe. But this is okay, because it means the 5 1/4 inch stilettos will get more action. On Monday, they were the shoes for work. And yes, I do notice the difference, but I am still good at wearing them. This leads me to think that I shold be looking at a pair of five and a half inchers very soon. If I had the money I'd be shopping up a storm, to be certain. It also occurs to me now that I need to save up and buy leather shoes. Either that, or open a post box... Tuesday was a nice day for the weather. So it meant a celebration of style. Capri pants, a red camisole under a short sleeved dress jacket, and my black patent sandals with the clear heel at four and a quarter inches. The more important part in this is that I walked to work in these shoes. A bike courier whistled at me. Certainly I have developed quite the high heeled image. Your goddess is reborn. And the feeling of being whistled at was a good one. Forget all of this feminism anti sexism junk, a woman needs to feel like a woman, and feel attractive. A whistle every now and then is a good thing. Wednesday was another day for the 5 1/4 inch heels. Since I have added the foot padding to them, I can go anywhere and do anything in them. This is somehing I really enjoy. It is a sign of triumph over what many think as an element of fashion torture. But for me, shoes are an important expression, and it is in the ability to wear such high stiletto heels that I find my enjoyment. With common sense, anyone can wear these shoes and not end up with foot problems. After all, my only detrimental effect over the past 15 weeks has been a small callous on my left foot middle toe. And that's easy enough to look after. I had one on my finger from writing a good deal in university, and no one ever said "pens are bad for you" so I cannot expect any argument about shoes being a problem to hold. Thursday was a good day. Okay, so I wore five inch heels instead of the five and a quarter. Same style, just a tiny difference. But my feet were swelling a bit that morning (it's a water thing) and my higher stilettos aren't worn in enough yet to overcome this problem. Saftey is important, we cannot neglect it. My friend Dave stopped by my office that morning to bring be a birthday card. We talked for a while (so much for working!) and as I was walking him outside, he did notice how well I walked in my stilettos. Now this is a great compliment. We all read my stories about how I wear these shoes, but no one can ever say how well, it's just me writing. But now, someone else has commented on how good I look and how well I walk in heels. I must be doing something right. Thanks Dave, wherever you are right now... And when a man says these things... well it is a wonderful experience. I know that I can be noticed. Friday, another nice day, well, more or less. Olive green capri pants, a slinky beige button up shirt... this called for sandals again! Yes the same black patent sandals. Jante does make good sandals, I will have to plug them here. I love walking in them! I didn't wear them to work, it was a bit cold on my toes that early, but I did wear them home! And yes, I was whistled at again. Two workers in an alley oggled me from a distance. This time I looked towards them, smiled, and then gave it a bit more wiggle as I walked along. Remember how I didn't notice if I was getting attention... well strappy stiletto sandals and red toe nails are helping me notice this attention. Saturday. Okay, so I had nothing better to do than sleep. But when we went out for a family dinner at the club, I wore the sandals again. my mother didn't want me wearing anything too high, but I think this was part of keeping where we were going a mystery. Whenever my birthday rolls around, they like to surprise me, and the past two years I have been able to guess where we went. This time, it wasn't yet my birthday and already they were starting.... and they got me! Today is Sunday, one day to go and I turn 28. Yes, older. But still young, I suppose. I don't know what I am wearing yet, but my sister and I are meeting some of my friends for birthday sushi. It will be fun! And I will be wearing heels. At the very least, the four+ sandals, but it all depends on what I choose to wear. I may go five inch stilettos, I may wear white and go with the baby doll pumps. Who knows. Yes, Monday, 20 May, that's my birthday. Everyone make a fuss if you must, but really, it's just another day, even if this year it is a holiday. In Canada, it is Victoria Day, but it should be, this year, anyway, high heeled goddess day. Then I can really feel special. A little bit of vanity never hurt a girl. Just a bit... ... . .. . . . . .

School system talk is getting booooring. Where's the snooze button? Now if we talked more along he lines of fashion and social development at the various levels, we'd be a bit closer to the topic and keep it interesting.

Could you let us know where the shoes and boots came from, and the aproximate prices? Hey, even poor girls can plan for the future!

Black capri pants, a red cotton shirt, V neck, short sleeves, vertical ribbed pattern, and black patent sandals. Yes, the 4 1/4 inch stiletto heeled ones.