Stilletos.
A word that most boys do not understand why we girls so obssessed with, since we hit our puberty. Or even younger than that.
Unless of course for those girls who choose the goth look. but then again didnt manolo create the black leather patent with 9 inch stilletos? or was it Lacroix? arent they better than the doc mart you inherited from your mom?
This obsession also didnt apply for girls who is animal lover. You cant really imagine wearing red suede pump with rabbit fur trimming, can you?
And for girls who are athletes, you got limited choices between reebok or nike or adidas. Unfortunately those designers of nike etc is not inspired enough to make nike air max wright with heels. Well, the stilletos are sacrified for greater good. Beijing 08.08.08. You do it for your country. So that is okay if you do not share the same vision as me.
Or if you are girls who are environmental friendly, you need to wear recycle-ble shoes arent you?
Ok, so not all girls have the same obsession as me.
But me and my high heels went way back. We have history together.
They always been there for me. Through happiness and sadness together.
Starting with my first presentation in front of class when i was still in uni. I still remember i wear a knee length leather boots (with 6cm heels) with grey pencil skirt and white turtleneck cashmere. I felt good when i slip those boots, and i felt good when i stand in front of the class. Eventhough my presentation is absolutely crap, at least i looked good (OK, i think i looked good, i dont know what other people think, i did look good didnt I? didnt I???)
And the exhiliration i felt everytime i get off from my metallic blue prelude VTIR sports car, and the first thing people notice is my blue retro heels.
The time when i dance all night in the hip club (eventhough the heels are killing me, and by the time i reach home in the morning, i positively cant feel anything waist down) but it is alright, cause nothing match the satisfaction when i do the entrance and the boost i have when people are looking at me (or maybe they are looking at my hot friend, but who care, i always stand close by her)
And the heels were there when i did my first interview.
In fact, i admit i may score my big corporate job in one of the big four accounting firm as my boss fascinated with my heels. I love her heels, and she mine. Well we great mind thinks alike. But i like to think that i score the job because of my brain.
And the heels were there during my first heartbreak and of course my first love... (but i am not ready to write those in the blog. Not yet. I am shy you know)
Anyway, i love my heels.
eventhough some people might not understand this.
Height cant be hiden, nor it can be changed. Might as well enhance it.
That is my copyrighted answer when everyone ask my why i still wear a 7cm heels (at least) when i am already a 170cm myself
Note: if by any chances you were located in Europe when you read this blog, please ignore this page, as this definately does not apply to you, FYI i live among the cute petite little people known as asian people who produce, market and sell cheap products to your countries, and before they are sold in your market, the people of your country mark it up by 900% first. and it still is cheaper.
Am I not entitled to enjoy the thrill and excitement when I slip on thos new Charles&Keith new charcoal vernis slingback?
Am I not entitled to enjoy the look of jealousy from other girls when they see it slips smoothly to my manicured feet? (Yup. I took greatest pain to make sure that my feet always ALWAYS in best condition)
By risking being a bitch, i still need to stated the facts that my height and enhancement due to my Charles&Keith has certain, let say benefits:
1. None of my boss ever scold me standing up. And if they ever choose to scold me while they are sitting down, all i have to do is standing up. Lenghten my spine. and stand closer.
They always loss their moment. Work everytime. Like a charm.
2. It easy for me to look for certain person in a crowd (and yup i can easily spot cute guys in da club, or i can easily spot certain people i would rather avoid coming, so i have headstart to run the other way)
3. Inside a lift, people usually give me some space, as coming closer to me will only magnify the height difference between me and those less unfortunate girls (sorry girls, me just stating the facts here)
But of course those 180cm and above guys who are not intimidated by tall girls are ussually still around, as the way i like it (and if you look like CK underwear model and drive a two door european car, you are welcome to come closer - space are too overrated anyway)
4. Convenient to pick up books in top shelves in the library (not that i ever visit one, but just in case you know...)
5. Did i mentioned that my height attract other tall people. Dont have intention to be mean, but i dont want to attact short guys either, you know.
6. In the crowd, who do you think they notice first. The tall one or the short one? (Mostly the hot one first, but after that then.. they may look at the tall one first)
7. With 170cm plus plus, i definately can wear everything and anything, short skirt, long skirt, long pant, hot pants, sarong, sack dress, ball dress, cocktail dress, trench coat, long coat, short coat and the power suit, and yes, even your bf's shirt and boxers looks good on me (okay, you are not suppose to know that).
do i need to go on with the list?
Anyway, that is the story of me and my heels
Me and my Charles&Keith
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