Ode to High Heels

Theres nothing like high heels, a cute blouse, and red lipstick to make a girl feel like a rebellious teenager. Yet today I donned two of the above selections and I feel like an adult. I usually always feel like one of the kids. Maybe because in my mind that is how it is and will always be. My family still refers to all of us younger generation as the kids. Yet there are two or three generations below us. So I guess I am a kid at heart.

So what is it about my high heels that makes me feel as if I am an adult? Im not quite sure. I say that taking into consideration that I have been walking in and actively pursuing the art of high heels since I was around 12 years old or so. I have always loved the click of heels on the floor. Theres a certain feel of power in the fact that people stop to look when they hear you walking down the way.

I consider wearing and walking in high heels to be an art. Something that dare I say, takes as much grace and balance as dancing. Worn properly, one would never be able to tell that you are wearing them. Theres nothing worse to me than to see a woman trying to walk in a pair of heels and doing it badly.

Call me critical, but I cant stand to see a woman walking down the way in a pair of heels if she is tripping all over herself because she shouldnt be wearing them. Theres no faster way to ruin your feet than to walk in a pair of shoes improperly. I say that in the knowledge of having many many years of dance under my belt. Knowing that a pair of high heels can be worn with unlimited possibilities.

Yes I can put on my heels and run. I can wear them just like I wear my running shoes. For any purpose. Yet I wear them with pride and dignity. I try to exude the grace and balance that they were intended for. I have no illusions of any kind of beauty or anything like that. I just think that wearing high heels properly gives a woman an aura of grace. It does take some amount of talent to be able to just walk in them.

I have two sisters. Either one will tell you that they do not posess this talent. I, being the family shirmp, wear my heels as a way of adding height. But I would no wear them if I couldnt walk in them. There is no way. Lisa and Hope both watch in amazement when I wear mine. The two of them can not walk in heels. Hope can to an extent. But of all my mothers daughters I am the only that enjoys the wearing of these magnificent shoes.

More or less this entry is just for fun and to lighten up the mood of my last entry. I hope it made you guys laugh or what ever. Its really all up to your interpretation. Thanks friends!