Nyghtfall

Thanks, heels. I'm sticking around long enough to respond to any feedback I get. My wife and I had a chat, soon after my dad left for home. She's terrific support. She said I've gotten past the hard part of telling my dad, now all I have to decide is whether this is something I'm really prepared to deal with. I don't know that I am anymore. During the talk I had with my dad, he acknowledged that I'm welcome to do whatever I want, but if it winds up getting me beat up or costing me my job, he won't be there to 'bail me out', and, as such, can't, in good concience, support my decision. At the very least, I must commend and thank him for being honest. I would've liked for the discussion to have ended on a positive note, but, given the fact that he just learned of my wearing heels tonight, I can't expect him to be all gung-ho about it either. It's going to take time, and I'm willing to wait as long as it takes. In the end, our relationship hasn't and won't suffer despite. We still love each other very much, and had a very pleasant evening otherwise. I'm still his son. That will never change, and he'll continue to respect me for who I am. He's just wholely against the very idea of my wearing heels in public. I'm ok with his feelings. Admittedly, a part of me was seeking approval from hiim tonight, but the real goal was to simply let him know about it in the first place. The rest, we'll take care of from there.

I talked to dad... Apparently, he was completely oblivious to my attraction to women's heels. The look on his face when I told him that I like to wear them was a combination of disbelief, disgust, and extreme confusion, topped with just one question: "Why...?" Right now, I feel like I've just stabbed him in the back with something I thought he might've already had some idea about. He said he still loves me. He doesn't think any different of me, nor as any less of a man, but he's convinced there are reasons I'm not aware of myself to explain why I enjoy wearing heels, and that he thinks I need to seek counseling. He confessed that he used to wear his own mother's shoes when he was around 10, but explained it away as something kids that young simply do as a way to explore the unknown, and that he eventually grew out of it. Suffice to say, the talk did not go the way I was almost expecting, and now I deeply regret having shared with him something that I've kept private since childhood. Finding this place was the catalyst in releasing feelings I now realize I've always had, but never once thought of taking action on, for fear that I was the only man in the world who wanted to wear heels in public. Right now, more than anything, I wish I could just rewind the entire week and start over... had it not been for the fact that I was considering going out in heels for the first time, he would've never found out about them. Ever. I'm sorry, but I'm in too much pain right now to return to the site. I feel like I've jumped head-first into something that I haven't given near enough though about. I need to take a giant step back and meditate on what I've really been feeling these last few days... After listening to what my dad and wife have had to say about the matter now, I may never take that first step out. Considering how I feel right now, I can't think of a more sensible decision than to keep the shoes at home. Thank you, and good luck with your own endeavors...

The way I figure, I'm going to be mistaken for a woman whether my hair is long or short. I walk really, really well in 5 inch spikes. Besides, I have several female mannerisms to begin with, and I'm certain they'll only add to any confused looks I might receive from men.

In any event, I will not cut my hair, so long as I have a choice in the matter.

Good points, Bert. I hadn't thought of that. Thank you.

Hmmm... no option to edit after posting. Ok. Anyway, my wife wanted to remind me of a few other things she felt I should be mndful of: 1) I have waist-length hair. 2) I own a "duster" style black trench coat. 3) I'm very efeminite to begin with. 4) I am already very easily mistaken for a woman when approached from behind. 5) That fact will be enhanced dramatically when wearing heels in public. 6) I'm going to get a lot of attention for guys who think I'm a woman. 7) I'm may get negative attention from those same guys who realize they just hit on a guy. I assured her these very same thoughts have been on my mind all week, and I'm expecting to have to deal with many awkard scenarios. She was content with that, and said she just wants me to be safe and happy.

Name: Matthew Age: 31 Gender: Male Location: Kansas City Occupation: Customer Service Rep Height: 5' 9 1/2" Weight: 170lb Shoe size: 11" regular What's your favourite heel style: Stiletto What's your favourite shoe style: open-toe ankle-strap Do you wear your heels outside: no What is: (a) Your favourite heel height: 5" ( Your highest heel height: 5 1/4" How often do you wear: (a) Your favourite heel height: once or twice a week, for a few hours ( Your highest heel height: see above Do you wear socks, hose, stockings or bare feet with your shoes: prefer hose, will do bear feet if I don't have any hose that don't have runs in them. Anything else you wish to add:

Ok... well, I talked to my wife. I told her about this forum the other day, and explained that, since meeting other men online who enjoy wearing heels in public, I was becoming more and more interested in doing so, myself. She expressed her own concerns - more to do with having my co-workers seeing me in heels than anything - but that, if it's something I want to do, then she's ok with it. She did, however, ask me to do one thing before I take that first step out the door: Tell my dad about my heels. Before I go any further, I'd like to expand a little bit on the history my father and I have. Since I can remember, my dad has always known I don't follow cultural norms. There's an old phrase, "He walks to the beat of a different drummer". My dad has always commented that I walk to the beat of an entirely different band (grin). In my "Hello, I'm new" post I made upon registering for access here, I mentioned that, immediately after I discovered I'd grown into my mother's heels, I began wearing them every opportunity I got when I was alone. One evening, they invited me to a movie that was playing at the local theater, but it wasn't one I'd expressed any particular interest in seeing myself. I told them I'd rather stay home. Mom seemed puzzled by this, as they both knew how much I loved going to see movies. Then, dad suggested to her that, "For all we know, he may want to stay home and play in your clothes". I tried very hard to conceal the look of shock on my face as my heart kicked into overdrive. I immediately thought, "How could you possibly know?". He never said anything to me directly, but the look he gave me after that comment suggested he did know something. I was too terrified to affirm his suggestion. Mom simply dismissed the idea. I should note, at this point, that my mother passed away 2 years ago. My dad and brother and I have remained pretty level-headed about it. We know the pain we all feel from her loss will never completely heal, but we're coping well. None of us have visited her grave. She's not there, as far as we're concerned. She remains in our hearts, where we feel closer to her and can always talk to her. This last Christmas, dad came over for a visit and to give my me and my wife our Christmas presents. We had a good time. It was a great evening. That evening, I went into our bedroom to help my wife empty the trash can under her computer desk (she's permanently disabled and has been homebound for the last 4 years). A few minutes later, my dad came in to hand us or presents, and concluded his visit with a bit of small talk. He remained standing while my wife and I sat on our bed. During the conversation, I noticed the latest catalog from Leslie Shoe Company sitting on top of our dresser, in plane view. There was absolutely no way to miss it, and I knew dad had to have spotted it while in our bedroom, but he never said anything. We finally said our goodbyes and he left for home. I commented to my wife about the catalog, and we both had a good laugh from our oversight in not hiding it before he came over. I don't know whether he now has a pretty good idea who the catalog was for, or whether he thinks it was simply junk mail we hadn't thrown out yet, but I have a feeling that, coupled with my nail polish, he knows there's something about me that I just haven't come out and confirmed to him yet. After telling my wife of my desire to begin wearing my heels in public, she feels that I should tell my dad about them before I do anything else. She said that, at the very least, it'll be a good measure of how confident I might feel in taking the first step outdoors. She feels that, if I can't tell my own dad about my heels, then I have no business wearing them around strangers. I'm inclined to agree, and have decided to take her up on her advice. I'm reasonably confident that he won't be too taken aback by my heels, but I'm not entirely certain. I know it's something I'll have to prepair him for. He's coming up this weekend, to deliver the DVDs we lent him last week (he bought himself a new DVD playe for Christmas). I'm planning on telling him then, when we can be face to face. This is simply too big a decision to confess something like this to him over the phone. With regard to what I plan on wearing for the first time, I've decided it will be safer for me to begin with a short heel. I normally refuse to wear anything shorter than 5 inches, but this definitely qualifies as an exception. I still have around $50 in Christmas money left over than I'm going to spend part of on a pair of 3-inch spiked ankle boots I spotted at Payless the other day. I'll start with those and work my way up. I have zero experience wearing heels anywhere but inside, and I'd rather not embarass myself my first few weeks out by tripping over myself over foreign territory. These, without a doubt, have been a few of the most nerve-racking days of my life, since finding this place. I'm both excited and nervous, but I don't think I can ignore what I'm feeling much longer. I was out getting dinner for us tonight when I began thinking about how liberating it will feel to finally be out in the open wearing my favorite kind of footwear. I'd like to thank you all for your continued support, and again for the warm welcome I've received since joining. I'm having a great time, and look forward to sharing my own experiences of going out in public for the first time.

Thanks for the replies. Interesting stories, Emery. As I continue visiting the forum and reading about everyone's experiences, I find myself developing a growing desire to wear my own heels in public. In fact, it's becoming stronger every day. I have an easy enough time not succombing to fashion trends. I wear black nail polish on a daily basis (it's a goth thing), and refuse to wear anything with a label or that advertises something (I realized years ago that "trendy" clothes are nothing more than marketing gimmicks designed to encourage you to pay someone else to advertise their product for them - no thanks). Heels, however, remain my biggest hurdle, and I honestly don't know when I'm going to overcome it. Before I do anything, I need to talk to my wife. I'm not sure what she'll have to say, but I can't imagine she won't be unsupportive, especially considering how far she's come in accepting my heels (she discovered a few months ago that she's very attracted to men who wear makeup and women's clothes. She's lost count of the number of times she's watched Velvet Goldmine).

Most of the posts in this thread are from those of you who've worn boots or pumps in public. Ever try sandals?

First, and foremost, I'd like to say that, while I know it's possible t find sites for practically any interest imaginable, I am absolutely in awe of the fact that I've found so many web sites and resources online dedicated exclusively to men who love the look and enjoy the feeling of wearing high-heels.

I've been obsessed with high-heels since around age 10, when I can first remember feeling incredibly fascinated - and attracted - to my mother's black pumps. From that day forward, I've always wondered why high-heels were considered a 'women-only' fashion.

I can still remember one Christmas when I was talking to one of my cousins about her Micky Mouse sandals and begged her to let me wear them. She finally yielded, and I had they felt great. I wore them most of the afternoon, but never could understand why my aunts and uncles (especially my parents) kept giving me peculiar looks (grin). I had to give them back to my cousin a few hours later.

I can also remember feeling excited when I had finally grown into my mother's shoes and how much fun I had wearing them around the house when they were away at church functions. And I remember how depressed I felt when I discovered one day that I'd finally grown out of them.

Today, I'm 31 years old, 8 years married to the woman of my dreams, and take great pleasure in wearing my own heels. My wife found out about my love for women's shoes when, a couple of years after we were married, she found a shoe tag I'd accidently left on the living room floor from when I'd purchased my first pair of pumps from Payless that afternoon. I hadn't 'come out' to her yet, and, suffice to say, we had several discussions about my high-heel interest after that. Several years later, we now enjoy looking through new catalogs I periodically get from the Leslie Shoe Ccompany, to see if they have any new styles I might be interested in purchasing.

Personally, as a rule of thumb, I refuse to wear anything shorter than a 5" heel, unless the shoes are particularly sexy looking. My favorite color is black, so of course all of my heels are black as well. Also, I absolutely, unequivically, despise "chunky" heels. It will always be spikes or bust for me (grin). My favorite style is open-toe ankle-straps. My current collection consists of a pair of each the following:

Lace-Up Ankle Boots - Black Leather

Knotted Open-Toe Slingbacks - Patent Leather

Knotted Open-Toe Ankle-Strap - Kidskin Leather

Knotted Open-Toe Spaghetti Ankle-Strap - PVC

D'Orsay (leather v-cut, closed-toe, closed-heel ankle-strap) - I own a pair of the 5 1/4" heel version of these, in black leather(?).

I recently ordered a pair of ridiculously sexy new Satin, ankle-tie open-toe heels I found at FantasyStyles.net, and am expecting delivery of them by next Monday FantasyStyles.net.

I also wear pantyhose. My favorite brand is SilkenMist. Expensive at $4.99/pair, but they feel fantastic.

Unfortunately, I've never had the courage to actually wear my heels in public, and I likely never will. They're just something I enjoy lounging around in for a few hours every now and again, in the privacy of my home. My everyday wear is generally a pair of steel-toe hiking boots, or 20-eyelit Doc Martins I purchased a couple of years ago.

I must confess, however, that, after reading many of the threads in the "For the Guys" forum, I feel inspired to try wearing heels in public for the frst time. SexyShoes.com has a fanastic looking pair of Granny Boots that would work perfectly for something to wear in public. I may consider purchasing a pair some day and trying them out.

That's it for now. Thank you for providing a great resource online for people who enjoy wearing heels without wanting to necessarily look like women (I found this place while browsing the web for high-heels. I came across too many trans-gender sites to count. I don't do dresses or makeup, just heels). I look forward to getting to know all of you.

P.S. - While looking for pictures of the styles I listed as my favorites (so you can see what they look like), fate seems to have found its way squarely into my heart, as I've just stumbled across one of the sexiest pairs of sandals I have ever seen, here. They're out of stock at the moment, but that didn't stop me from placing my order just now.

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