Laurieheels

Oh my. Nice... um. shoes. Yes. Did 1976 have a sale? Forget my tent, I'll build a fortress we can all hide in. (Note - Laurie does not own an actual tent, just her bed sheets arranged in a similar manner from time to time)

Exactly, Fox. No free shows for anyone in this world. Shoe rally. Do people wear each other's shoes or is it just a place to show off? Does each person wear one pair and that's it, or do the participants bring a number of pairs? Shoes are so small compared to a bus. Hey, maybe the shoe rally could be on the bus used in the bus rally? And then the bus can drive to a pub! No?

This is Canada, our dollar has no value or power! I could buy something ugly at Payless, and that's about it. I have $29 to my name right now, and I have to pay for parking when I visit the doctor later today. It's just something I have to deal with and get through. March was a tough month. April will be a tough month, and by May, things will be good again. All I can do is smile and ride out April.

I cannot decide if I am hot or cold today, so likely I will wear a few different things. Right now, a red sweater and I left behind my ribbed leggings and switched to a long black skirt. But I am going to get rid of the sweater for something lighter when I go to the doctor. It's one of those days. But the shoes right now are my patent stilettos.

"saftey" is me being dyslexic. I know it is safety but it never stops me from getting it wrong. It's something I have to live with, and it is much worse for me with numbers than words or letters. I am not sure if I can explain what it is like. Just one of the many interesting Laurie facts you'll learn while reading the Forums!

Yes they are, Fox, until someone starts making accusations. Then you prove that person wrong and he runs away and sulks in his tent, never to return. I like to be a mystery. Maybe having super powers and much in the way of PVC would help in this.

My only concern would be the short skirt and if he bent the wrong way. I am sure they were full tights, but who knows what one would see. Often when I wear a short skirt I am conscious to make sure nothing shows, if you follow me. So long as this person did the same thing, I think it would be okay. Withe a short skirt, follow the Roman advice... Semper Ubi Sub Ubi. (And I mostly figured out about the bus rally. It was obvious that it was people bringing together a number of buses for enjoyment. I still enjoyed the explanation, it provides more insight)

On 2002-04-08 12:45, IHeels wrote:

I'm taking of the great way we live, the great weather for example (text compressed)Even the Brit's are a lot better off than the Canucks in this respect.

Inga

I fear I shall never have the chance to enjoy the wonders of Australia. You make it sound so nice and warm! Another reason for sulking in my tent.

Well done, Fox, and I must say, I am jealous. Very much so. Since I need about 225 more to reach that, I think I will sit in my tent and sulk.

Well Fox, if it rains for a whole week, which would be so much better than the snow, I just end up with wet feet. I don't have an option. Hoverfly, I think I would need lobsters first, and if I cannot buy new boots, then lobsters are not going to appear from thin air. I think I could sell the resulting pictures to some Wet and Messy site and really "clean up".

It is true sometimes, Fox, but it depends on eye colour, hair colour, and other factors. When I was red, a light blue or teal did not look as good on me as it does now. Blond hair changed everything. Everyone has an image, a look, based on the body, and clothing then adds to it. Black still fits in so well, of course. And yes, hooray for showing more skin. It is a real bonus when the weather turns criminal and decides to by muggy.

Hey now, I am sure I posted something that pertained to the topic, about the origin of this myth from a Ciderella Pantomime... I am the diplomat, AND the insane girl who lives down the street. And a part time super hero-ine. Your opinions are great, and as for sensitivity, you are who you are. Is it a right to be too sensitive? It's your right to be who you are. Sometimes, we have to hide a few things about ourselves in an effort to be true to the point we are making. Sure it isn't right, but this is internet, this is text, it has to happen from time to time. It's more interesting to hold something back, because it creates mystery, and that is a wonderful thing. I am sure no one intended to create a negative impression, they were just concerned about something they felt MIGHT be bad. However the conversation went after that only included opinions, maybe even ones that were written in haste. Whatever emotions they trigger are true for you, so do express them. Just one thing to consider. No one can understand your perspective, as your life has been unique as you present it, and not one of us here have gone through that. Perhaps some here type from their own perspectives and need more sensitivity. Yet we all have to say what we will, and learn to live with it. We're all individuals. Not one of us can ever understand any other person here with 100 percent accuracy and empathy. We all have to learn to get along in our community, and operate on the understanding that everything is a perception. For each one of us, the perception is different. And Susan, remind me to bring up the concept of a precis one day. I hope I have the correct spelling. I think you and I will both need to use the technique.

I should get a cape. I don't think my self perceived super heroine persona would wear one, but a retro super girl style might be nice for a costume party... Who am I kidding, PVC heroine in heels, that's the only way to go in this crazy 21st Century world...

You will need some serious power posting if you are impatient. Just make sure it is quality power posting, okay? Sometimes I push the line, but when it comes to shoes, and earning new and exciting styles, the line can blur just a little bit. Can't it? I said, can't it???? Why do I hear crickets?

Hoverfly, it's called a lint brush. A damp wash cloth works well in a pinch. You make it sounds so difficult, and it isn't.

Yes, it would be cool, SQ. We all have our own styles, but sometimes the challenge is exciting as a part of the style.

On 2002-04-07 18:00, Beeblebrox wrote:

I'm a person who loves coulors and prefer coulors before black and white and grey, however the combination together could be very good.

Black rules! Everyone woman needs black in her wardrobe. I prefer a mix, though, as I agree that colours are important.

I love bright blouses and shirts, and black or dark coloured skirts. My tops are the most expressive part of me, with reds, purples, and blues being my favourite. Even pink is wonderful, and I hate pink. The whole pink is for girls stereotype.

Still, black is important, for dresses, skirts, sweaters, tops, whatever and whenever. And most importantly, for shoes.

Chip, the muddy field is very much a Wet and Messy fetish. Having read a little bit on the subject, I know that it makes some people money. That's great for them. A fetish is great if someone has it, but I think it can lead to danger as people are so focused on the fetish and they forget saftey. I always wonder about that.

Fox, that's all well and good for teenage girls, but I am tired of illusions. So it's extreme or nothing for me. It's what fires my neurons. Platforms don't do that for me. It is as simple as that. If I wore platforms I would feel like I was cheating. But that's just me because I am doing such a great job with five inch stilettos. This in no way implies anyone else is cheating. It only means I would feel I was cheating myself.

Way to go, Anagram. Excellent progress.

Place of dreams? Australia? Do not the Aboriginal people have something about dream time? Other than that, I am not sure. You'll have to prove to me that it is a place of dreams.

The less said about Monday, the better. I helped my mother move, and there was fresh snow about. This meant flat shoes. So we won't even discuss this day. Tuesday, and back to work after Easter. I was a little bit sore from much bending and lifting of objects to cut down on the moving time. Maybe more than a little bit. I walked to work in my Oxfords, which may not have been a bright idea. I did it, at any rate. And eight hours in five inch heels, and then the walk home in Oxfords. At the end of the day, I was sore. The strange mystery of it, the sore part was not as bad while walking around in five inch heels all day. Wednesday. I was even more sore when I woke up than Tuesday, which seemed strange. My calf muscles were not happy. Wearing heels took off some pressure. I wore my ankle boots for the walk to work, to see if I could get my legs feeling better. The boots were not doing very well, and I had some trouble. They are ready to fall apart. The back of the shoe is no longer sturdy, so the heel shifts as I walk. But I stuggled through, because I hate flat shoes. I could feel the sore muscles, but as much as I can say it is pain, it also feels good. To know my muscles are being used and the used feeling is nice, in some psychological sense. Add another eight and more hours in five inch heels during the day. The higher the heel, the better my calf muscles feel. Why? Well when my feet are flat, the muscle is pulled taught and hurts everywhere. In heels, the tendons and muscles are not being stretched as much, and this eases the sore muscles towards my feet. Thus I theorize heels can hide some of the muscle strain from. During Tuesday and Wednesday I notcied that walking around was fine, and sitting for even five minutes without shoes led to the muscles being stiff and sore. This has passed now, but it was interesting to see that heels made a difference. Thursday was a typical day. A walk to work in my ankle boots, much time in five inch heels, and a walk home. At the conclusion of my walk, I decided that my boots have reached the end of their life with me. They are torn up and the heels will break soon enough. The laces are ready to shred. The toes let in water, they are so worn through. As soon as I do a spring clean of my bedroom, they will be going to die in a landfill. This, of course, leaves me without a pair of boots with a heel, so it is distressting. I loved these boots. It will be a shame to dispose of them. Friday, you will all be sad about, as I had to wear a pair of Reeboks to work. Sorry everyone, but life is what it is. I haven't walked so fast on my way to work in months. So a girl sets out, dark green skirt and linen stockings, and little white trainers. At work, a different scene, as I go from flat to five inches with ease. I walk around for nine hours and I haven't a problem. I was going to wear my Oxfords to work, as I thought they would match my outfit more than my patent stilettos. But I wore one from each pair and walked around the apartment for five minutes before I left and I was certain the patents would look good with linen stockings, a green skirt and a white top. So the patents went with me. (Side note - it is interesting to wear two different shoes, especially with different heel heights. It didn't feel like there was an inch of difference and walking was okay) Saturday was a day in four inch heels. I went to dinner with friends, as one has a birthday tomorrow. We went for Sushi, with half of the guests not liking fish in any form. Silly people. Thankfully, a Japaense restaurant does have beef and chicken dishes. I could go anywhere for that. Serve me up some sashimi! I walked to the restaurant, as it is very close to where I live. Fun times had by all. I was safe going home, no one has to worry. Sunday. That's today. It is a lazy day, so other than being home in my mules with the three and a half inch silver heels, there is nothing to report. Except that I will wear them while preparing dinner. It's a new creation, Tomato braised and shredded pork with fusili noodles. Wish me luck! What have I noticed from this past week? The results of pushing myself on my Mother's wedding day have paid off. When I first started wearing my five inch patent stilettos at work, I could be tired from a walk to the rest room. Now, I can go anywhere in the building and I do not feel the slightest bit of sore muscle or tired feet syndrome. I am mastering five inches for work. My feet are developing the flexability and the endurance I need to live a good, high heeled life. So if I can go nine hours in five inch heels without any problems, or even just the slightest twinge of being sore, then surely, I am making progress. The next step is a day of increased walking in five inch heels. I would like to pick up a few more pairs before I jump to this task, but that would mean waiting over a month for a time when I may have enough money. The other positive point in all of this should make some of you quite excited. I am going to be ready for five and a half inch heels very soon. Maybe within a month. This might mean a training pair of heels purchased next month, and a few days at work with this height. If that goes well, then six should be attainable, even if for short periods of time. Things are going well. My endurance is up, my flexability is up, and my enjoyment is very high. Overall, things are good. So until next time...

Platforms are not suffering froma bad rap here, it is just that some of us do not prefer to wear them., and we seem to bring that up every chance we get. If you enjoy them, wonderful, fantasic, power to the people. Some of us would prefer not to wear them. All that means is more pairs for you, as there is less competition for buying them. Wow, I am being diplomatic tonight.

On 2002-04-06 20:23, Anonymous wrote:

Laurie, your logic is right on. Buit still, what is the difference between a zero and a zero with its rim knocked off?

Thank you. And the difference is all about personal choice of style Whether you need it written out or it can be left blank may imply the same thing, but what one chooses for expressing it syas a lot.

Sometimes I carry two or three pairs in my backpack on my walk to work. It doesn't leave much room for anything work related or lunch, but sometimes change is important. I don't do this for the car, but mainly because my shoe collection is just beginning a rebirth for higher heels.