Gige

13 hours ago, mlroseplant said:

We have already introduced ourselves in other threads, but I did want to comment on your statement, "I believe that at first, I will have many stories to share.  .  . however.  .  ." I think we have all experienced this to some degree or other, but what tends to happen is that one day a fellow wakes up and realizes that every post has become some version of, "Welp, I went grocery shopping today in my heels, and nothing happened." I suppose that this is one reason why the conversation tends to wander a bit off subject at times. At any rate, I do hope you enjoy your time here.

Hi Mlroseplant;

You are absolutely correct here - I do not want every one of my posts to be about the mundane and monotony of everyday life that just so happened to have occuring while wearing heels. There is only so many times in which anyone can make going to the grocery store, post office, wherever in heels exciting after the first instance of both doing so and writing about it. I hope, rather, to share only those stories that reflect growth in both my confidence, and the height of the heel and my willingness for it to be seen by others. Since my "debut" of wearing heels in public this past November, I have truly grown in many areas and taking the first steps in public were the best steps I ever took. It is moments like those I want to share and as noted, I have several about which I want to write and post for all to read.

G 

On 1/28/2020 at 12:03 PM, Pierre1961 said:

One ((bad) opportunity for reopening this subject 

Today I had to fly from Paris( Orly,an airport I don’t like) fo Madrid. 

Before boarding I bought a coffee and sat close to the counter I got it. 

I heard a male voice at the coffee counter saying  to his female coworker: “ the world is turning wrong side,look at the shoes of this guy!” She didn’t answer,or I didn’t heard. Then 5  minutes later he called a guy from the security,probably a friend of him( and same physical aspect) and said  very loudly:” look at the shoes of that guy” Again I wasn’t able to hear the answer. 

I didn’t move,did show any trouble,kept on reading my book after I had finished the coffee 

Not a big deal. But for sure not encouraging because that kind of guys is now quite common in some places of Paris. Where I never go. 

But that it is the first time is happens to me in an airport 

So,yes sometimes wearing heels need courage!

the shoes were the ones  you can see on the picture. Brown  14 block heels 

Those heels are ridiculously beautiful!!!! 

Happy New Year!

Hello all;

First, as I am new to this forum and recently starting wearing heels (only heeled boots) in public, it is truly incumbent upon me to introduce myself. Recently, I posted my introduction "Greetings from the Midwest" to the "for everybody" area instead of "for the guys." My error! Nonetheless, please take a moment to read my brief introduction if you have not done so or so desire to do so. As I noted in there, I am truly excited to have the ability to finally discuss/chat wearing high heels with other like minded people. I had always believed that my desire to wear high heels in public was only going to be just a dream but now, slowly, I am wearing my heeled boots out in public more and more often. And I absolutely love it!

I so much want to share my stories but I do not want to use this forum as my personal blog/website to do so. This wonderful forum is for everyone to share their stories, concerns, issues, etc. about wearing high heels, either in the privacy of one's residence or out in public. Thus, if I started posting my adventures here, such could go against the very idea of a public forum. Therefore, I have started my own personal blog about my adventures wearing high heels in public, The Heeling Chronicles. I decided to write my blog for me as a way to track my growth wearing high heels in public. I quickly realized, however, that much of what I am experiencing may be similar to the feelings of others and felt sharing those moments could be of interest to others. Likewise, I can add larger photos, make recommendations of brands I love, and write about whatever is on my mind without being the center of attention on this forum. My blog is rather sparse at the moment as I have only a few postings but I plan on adding new material every other Sunday and have many short stories, thoughts, and concerns I will be sharing over time. I have included a link to The Heeling Chronicles if anyone wishes to read it.

Thanks!

G

P.S. More info on the boots I am wearing coming soon to the blog!

On 12/4/2023 at 2:42 AM, flavio said:

Thanks for sharing your experience.

I'm doing random heelings it's been 1.5 years now and having almost the same no-big-deal thing.

I rarely got compliments from strangers, 3 to be exact, all from men.

I've got one laugh from a girl on a group of teenagers at the street in plain daylight but not sure it was on me.

I've got stares from a right-wing radical group at a McDonalds restaurant once. No problem in the end but I know I was on their radar. I was with wife and kids so I found it threatening for them.

Anyway, I try to be careful where I go and avoid heels on small villages where I can find trouble. Don't know how it goes in England but I see you're doing the experiment

 

Bonjour!

To date, I have had two compliments on my boots - both from women. I actually get more positive compliments on the color of my fingernails than all else and again, all from women. I am, sadly, like you, careful as to where I wear my heels out in public as more rural places may be very unwelcoming not only of "outsiders" but those who are outsiders who are somehow "different." I have no doubt that if some places were unwelcoming to a man wearing heels, the same lack of respect would be extended to gay, transgender, or other similar individuals. That is why, like others, public heeling has to be done with a sense of caution when needed, even thought this should never be the case.

Merci!

G 

I want to offer a response that might be a bit different that much of the other comments in many of the posts I have read, including this one. First, I want to express the fact that I am, to a large degree, envious of those men who wear heels out in public that are not hidden by long pants. As I just starting going out in public while wearing heeled boots, I truly desire that someday, I will be sufficiently confident in myself to wear such footwear in public where all can clearly see the heels I am wearing. Right now, I am not close to that point.

One of the reasons I do not feel completely comfortable in wearing uncovered heels is related to where I live. I reside in the capital city of a larger “blue” state but the city itself is rather small with a population of ~115K. Given that the city is more or less in the middle of the state, it can feel rather rural as farmland is but a short drive from my residence home. The areas outside of the capital city are deeply “red” and when I am out at certain stores, identifying those who live in these areas is rather simple – you think they came off an assembly line.  

When I am out in a store or event and wearing a pair of heeled boots, I have learned not to care a bit about what anyone else should think of me should they notice. I, probably similar to others, have had a few negative comments come my way from narrow-minded people. I do not worry about those insomuch as I do about the potential of being harassed and/or threatened by those who would deem my choice of footwear to be “abnormal” for whatever reason. If I still resided in the very large city that is within my state, my feelings would be different about when and where I wear a pair of heeled boots. Given my concerns of threats of violence being leveled against me by a very less tolerant rural population, I am extremely careful about when and where I will wear a pair of heeled boots in public. There are a few upscale stores and museums near me and I do feel comfortable in my boots within these places. I would not, however, take any of my five-inch pointed toe boots into a home improvement store. It is sad that I feel this way but it is the reality of the times and the places where I live.  

About a year ago, a new employment opportunity compelled me relocated from a very large city/metro area to a smaller city which is the capital of state in which I reside. I moved into a spacious apartment and one of the goals I set for myself was build a “to die for” high heel boot collection. Once the boots started arriving, I would spend hours wearing them around my place but, sadly, the limited confines of my living quarters filled me with an overwhelming desire to get out in public with them. I live in a large, multi-building complex but despite this, there is little outside activity on the part of other residents during the cooler months other than going to or come back from their places of employment, errands, or other activities. It has always been my dream to walk about in public while wearing a pair of high heeled boots and until recently, I thought my dream would never be more than just that – a dream. About two months after I moved into my new residence, I decided to take advantage of the lack of neighborhood activity and “chance it” by taking a quick walk in a pair of heeled boots to my car, parked about ~50-60 feet from the front door of my residence.  This first trek was successful and others were to follow, but they always occurred under the cover of late-night darkness. Likewise, I would cover my boots with long pajama style pants and walk on my tip-toes so as not to make any noise and possibly bring any attention to myself. Upon getting my into my car, I would quickly scan the area to see if any of the other residents were around and may have noticed me. Each and every time, however, I was never knowingly observed on any of my quick treks to my car and then back into the “safety” of my residence.

These quick trips to my vehicle and back soon expanded to my mailbox and trash dumpster, which were about 150 and 175 feet, respectively, from the door of my residence. These short walks were still the same as those that proceeded them – long pants covering boots and under the darkness of late nights. Then, on last New Year’s Eve, I decided to be “highly adventurous” and after putting on a deliciously beautiful pair of five-inch heeled ankle boots I had just received earlier that day, I walked to the trash dumpster – boots uncovered. What truly made my heart race was the fact that a unit within one of the buildings was having a New Year’s Eve and as it must have been warm within, all of the doors and windows were wide open – and I strolled right past them with the mesmerizing sounds of heel and toe striking the ground. Also, given the height of the heel, my pace was much slower than normal, so if anyone saw me, they would have clearly seen me!

My job is considered a “hybrid” in that I have the option of choosing what days I want to work from home and what days I head into the office. Over the following months, I developed a pattern of what days I would work from home and on those days, I was in a pair of heeled boots before I even turned on my computer. I will admit that there was a thrill of being in a meeting or conference where my colleagues or supervisor could see my face and shoulders but not see or know about the gorgeous boots I was wearing.  With the arrival of summer, however, the boots went on holiday.

With the onset of the cooler autumn weather, the boots returned with a few new pairs and again, so did the longing to wear them in public. As the days grew shorter, I took my late-night treks to the trash dumpster but each and every time, the route to and from was a bit longer than the last; the lure of longer walks in my boots was becoming more and more irresistible. Late one evening, I had on a pair of Guess “Talore” ankle boots and decided that the time for a long walk in those had arrived. As they feature a rubber sole and heel, and are rather comfortable, the sound of heel and toe striking the pavement was going to be minimal, if at all noticeable beyond my ears. I made my way to a sidewalk outside of my complex and took a 30 minute (~3/4 mile) walk to a logical turn-around point and back to my residence, feeling a heightened sense of exhilaration when I returned. 

I quickly realized that having just one pair of boots suitable for “outside” use was insufficient and I subsequently I purchased a pair of Steve Madden “Rockiie” boots and Jessica Simpson Tulip boots from a popular online used/pre-worn clothing site. Shortly after both pairs arrived, I noticed that the Rockiie boots looked similar to cowboy boots, and reasoned that with sufficiently long pants, all but the absolute bottom of the four-inch heel could be covered. Likewise, as the front looks similar to any western style boot would, no one would be able to determine  the make or style of them just by looking at that portion of the boot. A quick trip to a nearby “superstore” found me the slightly longer pants I needed to cover just about all of the heels. That evening, I had prepared dinner and after finishing my meal, I noticed that one of the ingredients I used was a bit thin and realized that I needed to double what I had initially used. I did not, however, have this item on hand, and it was not too late into the evening and the local grocery store was still open, I decided to quickly head there to get that which I needed for the next evening’s leftovers. Then it occurred to me – why not do it in my Rockiie boots with the new pants covering them? I decided to do so an put on the longer pants and aforementioned style of boots, and headed out to the store.

I am sure some readers know that driving in heels is difficult and is much more so when the vehicle is a manual transmission, like my vehicle. Nonetheless, I made my way, with some degree of difficulty, to the parking lot of the store and stepped out of my vehicle. I had two stops to make: the first was to drop off recyclable plastic bottles in the front entry area of one store, while the next was to purchase an ingredient at the second store. I stepped out of my vehicle and got about half-way to the entrance of the first store when I stopped – there were “too many” people around and I was not ready to handle any judgmental looks or responses. So, I returned to my car and headed home feeling somewhat defeated. Upon returning to my residence, I took off my boots and pants never wanting to wear them again – I just could bring myself to go out in public in a pair of heeled boots. I waited for about an hour and upon learning that the stores were still open, I pondered taking a second stab at venturing out in public in my Rockiie boots. I put them on (with the pants covering them) and headed back to the stores. When I arrived, I took a deep breath and thought that if I cannot do this now, I never will be able to do so.

I walked to the first store while feeling the elevation of the heel, and hearing the sound of the heel and then toe striking the pavement – both so incredibly delightful! I entered the first store, put my recyclable bottles in the appropriate bin, and headed out about 15 seconds after I entered. Well, guess what, the world did not come to a halt! Feeling good, I walked back to the second as just before entering I said to myself, “Well, here goes nothing” and entered. The store was rather uncrowded and I was able to quickly find what I needed. I do not know what possessed me but rather than head right to the self-checkout lanes to pay for the item and get out, I decided to take the long way to the registers and walked all the way around the store. There were some other shoppers I encountered and took a detour down other aisles to avoid them as I was still fearful of possible reactions to my footwear. Regardless, I eventually made my way to the register, back to my car, and back to my residence. I did it! I finally been able to walk in a public in a pair of heeled boots! It was a dream come true and I could not wait to do it again! I realized, however, this was only a test and I needed to have more encounters with people to truly see if I could do this...those encounters would soon follow.

I have had, generally, success from Sorbern and would buy from them. I have ordered two pairs of boots from them and for the most part, have no real issues to report. The workmanship and quality of the materials is consistent with what you would expect for the price of the footwear. The individual with whom I have communicated is usually responsive in understanding your requests if you are customizing any pair of shoes or boots. Do keep in mind, however, that if there is only one picture of the item that interests you, what the end product may look like may not be that in the picture. Sorbern does a good job of making videos of final products that you can find on the Facebook page or on Youtube. I would be more inclined to purchase items from Sorbern where I can see a final product rather than taking it on faith that which is in a single picture is what I would be receiving be receiving. 

I have been a longtime reader of this blog but finally decided to participate by introducing myself. I, like anyone in this community, love wearing heels, preferably heeled boots, and the higher the heel the better. My heel height range is from four inches (10.06cm) at the low end to five inches (13cm) at the high end. I would love to go higher but at that point, my old running knees could not handle the stresses such heights place on them. I realize I could wear platform heels but I have never been much into them as in larger sizes, they can make one’s feet look unusually big and awkward. I have always loved Jessica Simpson brand boots as they are very stylish but recently, discovered Giaro, which I absolutely adore. In fact, I am currently awaiting delivery on a pair I ordered from overseas. I do not know why, but seeing a pair of well-heeled boots, regardless of the shaft height or who is wearing them, is so irresistible that I want them to be on my feet!

I have loved wearing heels as long as I can remember and obtained my first pair prior to becoming a teenager. I have gone through stages in my life where I have had a many pairs around to having none on hand. Despite this, I have come to realize that wearing heels is just who I am. As members will read, despite several instances of having some very beautiful heels on hand, I recently took my first journey out into public wearing a pair of heeled boots and even though it was a sense of sheer exhilaration, I am still nervous about continuing to do so. What motivated me to make that first journey into public in heeled boots was reading the other stories from members of this community.

I suppose that my reason for being here is that I so much want to share my stories of my love of wearing heeled boots (and pumps) with other like-minded and non-judgmental people. I have come to believe that “baby-steps” is the best way to approach wearing any heels out in public – take that first step and make the second step a bit more than the first.  I very much want people to know I love heeled boots but only want the “right” people to know. By this, I mean that I want those people who will be welcoming and supportive to know rather then close-minded and hateful individuals who will offer scorn and ridicule.

Two final notes/thoughts…  First, my focus is to share my stories of wearing heels out in public. As I am new to this experience, it is very exciting. Thus, I ask for the members to indulge me for a while for a while as I share my first steps (literally!) into this new world. I so much want to tell those who know what it is like to experience the nerves, the uncertainty, but also the joy and reward of being comfortable in yourself to head out into public in a pair of heels. I believe that at first, I will have many stories to share and want to share every detail of such. As I become more comfortable in wearing my heeled boots in public, however, I hope my stories will truly focus on very special moments such as getting a hot new pair of boots (which I did today) and my first public wearing of them.

Second, I do not wish to discuss who in my family may know of my desire to wear heels in public or what they may think of it. I know that I do not have to worry about that here but I believe it is better to say so rather than leaving people guessing.  Thank  you ever so much for your understanding!

Gige