Bluejay.... You are only as old as you feel and/or act.... If you are older than me it ain't by much, and I get the feeing that you are pretty young at heart. Wisdom and treachery are the best. Smile... sf
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As best I can remember, I bought the “wrap thong” sandals pictured above (and below) in the early 1970’s when I was around 16 to 18 years old. I was in high school or just beginning college.
For as long as I can remember, I have been attracted to gals shoes. As I got older and became more mobile, I would go “shoe shopping,” on my bike and then later by car, now that I had a drivers license. I just liked looking at shoes, and wanted a pair of my own.
Two other shoe-shopping incidents I remember distinctly. I found a pair of really nice looking all leather Bernardo strappy sandals with a low wedge heel (wish I had a pic to show). They looked really “cute” and I wanted them, but again they were at a full service department store, so I had to interact with the sales folks. I was nervous, but gathered my courage and went inside. I was assisted by a female clerk who could have been my mom. She asked if she could help and I pointed out the shoes, and told her the size – 10 - I believe. She came back holding the sandals and said that the largest size they had was a 91/2, which in those days was not unusual. In addition it seemed, at least to me, that shoes back then ran smaller than they do now.
She handed me the sandals and said for me to try them on, and I did. Sadly the shoes did not fit, they were a bit too small. I was disappointed and the sales lady seemed genuinely disappointed too. She made some comment about the sandals looking very nice, but telling me that was the largest size available. She did ask if there were any other shoe styles around that I liked, there were not.
I gave her back the sandals and she apologized that a larger size was not available. Even though I was not able to get the shoes I wanted, I really appreciated the time, patience and understanding this nice lady gave me. I am sure she saw that I was nervous, and probably wondered why a young guy like me wanted a pair of womens sandals, but nonetheless I much appreciated her gentle demeanor.
The other “shoe purchase incident” was around the same time, early 1970’s at a Payless Shoe store (I miss Payless). Payless was one of the first shoe stores, at least in my area, to go with a “self service” sales model, none or minimal interaction with the sales staff. I found a lovely and unique pair of “wedgie and strappy” thong style sandals in my size 11. I took the shoes off the rack and began trying them on. One of the sales ladies, again she could have been my mom, rushed up to me and almost grabbed the sandals from my hand. With a smile and a kind voice, she said something on the order of, “Honey (I love it when they call me honey) these are ladies shoes, the men’s section is over there.” I was nervous and a bit shocked by her reaction, but could tell that she was honestly just trying to help this poor misdirected kid. I told the lady that I knew they were ladies sandals but I liked the style and wanted to try a pair. She smiled, acknowledged my comment and let me be. She returned a few minutes later and asked if the shoes fit and even said they looked nice on me, and pointed out a few other styles that did not interest me.
I put the sandals back in the box, the same lady completed my purchase and she asked with a smile that I come back again. As with the first experience, I appreciated that sales lady and her understanding and compassion. Those Payless wedgie thongs were fun to wear, but unfortunately they wore out early and went bye bye.
Enough of my past experiences, but fond memories to share. It was these and other early on life experiences that validated my fondness for women’s shoes. And to make things “worse” in 1995, the “high heel bug” got me bad. Why do I and others here have this attraction? For me, I don’t know, it is just the way I am and will always be. And actually I sort of like it!
In conclusion, here is a pic taken today, of the flat “wrap thong” sandals that started this tome. I actually found them hiding in my closet. They may get some use this spring / summer, even though heels have taken priority the past 20+ years! Sometimes flats are fun to wear too. Smile…. sf