My Love Affair With Heels

My Love Affair With Heels

I’m sat in a cafe right now. I’m at the counter section, perched on a bar stool, looking out the window. Hundreds of people have walked over the bridge of my laptop in the past 10 minutes, and I’ve been quite content sat blatantly staring at each and every one of them.

I love people watching, (often to the extent that it could even be regarded as a hobby). A majority of my wardrobe investments, and indeed many of my most treasured pieces, are product of a good people watching session. But the last time I purchased a pair of heels as a result of people watching was, well, never. It has dawned upon me slowly, and today all at once, that now, women rarely wear heels.

My own relationship with heels is a total love affair. They're my bit on the side. They’re not my main man - that's trainers. Or loafers, occasionally. Heels only come out when I reckon it’s totally worth it, or when I need an extra bit of help that day.

Maybe its the impracticality, and that 3 o’clock ache in the ball of each foot. I have friends that dislike wearing heels, dismissing them as unbearably painful and even one of society’s unreasonable demands on women (why should only we females have to suffer through the discomfort, regularly forced to invest in a pack of Compeed?). Flats are so easy, and it’s really not like we’re sacrificing the quality of our shoe-drobe by passing on heels anymore. Very rare is the event at which only heels are appropriate. Pairing your suit with trainers is now totally acceptable, and the Devil Wears Prada days of only-heels-will-do are long gone.

But in the daily swing of air cushioned soles, it’s so easy to lose your stilettos to the cobwebby depths of your wardrobe. The last time I wore my best heels I realised I’d totally forgotten their elegance on my feet - or maybe that was just that I have too long not left the house without socks on. Heels make me feel instantly sexy - again emphasised by the fact that socks and trainers definitely do not. There’s magic to the powerful female energy that only a tall, fine, delicate heel can give. For starters, they command respect - it takes one hell of a woman to smize her way through the crippling pain of a stiletto. They also work absolute magic on your figure; science has proven it. Heels push your lower back forward, curving your spine and pushing out your hips, thus flattering the curves of the female frame. By elongating your legs, heels give your walk an authoritative feminine energy that makes you look powerfully confident, even if you don't feel it.

So, when I do wear heels, it’s not because I’m a woman and I feel obliged to do so. I wear heels because they flatter me, they empower me and, frankly, they make me feel like a force to be reckoned with.

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