The Happy Feats of HappyFeat

HappyFeat · 6th October 2008, 05:39

I am finally following through on my threat to start an adventures thread. It seems a bit narcissistic, but if you can't be self absorbed on the Internet, where can you be!

I recently had two pretty exciting outings. Last Wednesday, I got out of work a little early and the weather was fairly nice so I decided to take advantage. I wore a silk tee shirt, my black velvet sports coat, Lane Bryant trouser cut jeans, and my Nine West "Lucero" black pumps. I really didn't have too much of a choice in which shoes to wear becuase I ordered my trousers in long and even with 4 1/2" heels, they are still a touch too long.

First, I stopped by a diner to have an early dinner. To my suprise, it was full and most of the people there were college age women skipping another day of dorm food. They were pretty animated and fun to watch while we stood in line. Nearly every one of them glanced down at my feet, but didn't have any reaction. If they did, it may have been wondering why this guys pants are so long. I got my order and set at a table outside, ate, and left.

I went to the mall to see if any new arrivals had come in at Bandolino. I had been to this store many times before, tried on shoes and even bought a few. For the first time at this store, the clerk was sombody who had waited on me before. She grreted me, walked over to this great pair of suede booties and told me that I had to try them on. She went to the back and I picked out a couple of other pair for her to get while I tried them. They were wonderful! As I walked around the store with them, she came back with my others and she tld me she bought those the day they came in the store.

I contnued to try on shoes, other customers came and went, but the clerk kept bringing me shoes. Another customer she had been working with came in and decided to buy a pair she had been looking at earlier. The other customer was going to a wedding this weekend, had bought a dress and brought it in to match the shoes. We were setting back to back on the bench while we were trying on shoes, and I held up a shoes (a brown mid heel pump) that I had tried and recommended that she should try it. She told me that she had tried them and they were the ones she was leaning twoard buying. She said she just wished the heel was a bit higher for the dress and I agreed, but she said she would get a lot of wear out of them.

After the clerk checked out the other customer, we were alone in the store. I told her that I was going to wait before I bought any more shoes ( they were still full price and the second pair discount was only 20% off) and she told me that every Monday they get new styles in and I should come back next week. Then she asked me if I had thier business card and got me one, writing her name in bold ink in the back. She said just call, ask for her and she would tell me if anything comes in.

Now, I can be a dillusional old man, but there was a bit of tension in the air. She introduced her self, shook my hand and it seemed to last just a bit longer than normal. I was so tempted to ask if she wanted to grab a coffee after work, but I choked. I said I would be back, and I will. I also plan on seeing if she wants to grab that coffee.

I browsed Macy's, Banana Republic, and the bookstore (kicking myslef for being such a coward) and left the mall. I stopped at the Nine West outlet on the way home. I had been to this store as well, and the same clerk was working this time as the previous time I was there. She asked how I was doing and if I liked the sling backs I bought on my previous visit were good. I told her they were quite comfortable.

I browsed for a while, even recomending a pair of suede pumps to another customer (she was a bit taken aback by me trying on heels, but she bought them). After a while I started talking to the clerk, but nticed she was wearing a wedding set. She is new to the area and we talked about some local suriosities she should see and other personal small talk. She told me that the store didn't have too much in 11, because that's what she wears. I told her that we should trade shoes sometime and she was pretty excited about it, especially after seeing that I was wearing Luceros and I told her that I have them in red patent as well.

After that, she and I went around the store and tried on matching shoes. In fact, the store closed while I was there. She talked me into buying a pair of leopard print pumps that she was buying, but she couldn't sell me on the red platform pumps (that I WILL buy eventually) that she had bought to wear out that weekend. It was a pretty remarkable experience, to say the least.

Since this post is growing a bit long, I will spare everybody Friday's outing until another time. Since I am newly single (again) and very confident in wearing heels, I plan to do everything I can to flirt and find a date with a woman who loves a guy in heels! Even if the likely senerio is that they firt to make sales, but I will find out with the Bandolino woman, for sure.

secondtake20 · 6th October 2008, 12:30

Great outting.

shyguy · 6th October 2008, 19:01

You needn't have cut it short on our behalf, you tell a positive and engaging tale of your day in heels. As that's what we're all here for, whether it be to gain courage from your experiences or just to enjoy a good read, you provided it HF. Thanks for the story. More soon please

JeffB · 6th October 2008, 22:17

Quite an interesting outing you had, HappyFeat. One that made for great reading. I admire you for your fascinating escapades. By the by, cool shoes! There's nothing sexier than plain black pumps! Many thanks for sharing!

HappyFeat · 7th October 2008, 00:16

Now for Friday's outing...

I usually don't work on Fridays. My plan is always to get caught up on housework or some other mundane task, but the Autumn weather here in the eastern U.S. has been so wonderful it is hard to stay inside. When I got out of the shower, I looked at my feet and decided that I desperately needed a pedicure, so I decided to go find one. I put on a sweater, a pair of Lane Bryant boot cut jeans, knee highs, and my new Nine West "Geranium" loafers and headed out the door.

I haven't been able to get into the place I normally have gone. They have canceled my appointments twice, so I didn't figure I would actually get an appointment anywhere as a walk in. I stopped by one shop and made an appointment for Sunday. I know they noticed my shoes when I walked in, but didn't do much more than look down and smile.

Not ready to give up, I went to a day spa near my house. I usually only go to this place if I am desperate because they tend to cater to the "society" type people in my city. The hostess was quite nice and told me if I could wait they could get me in for an "express" in about 10 minutes. I waited in their coffee house, set in an easy chair and crossed my legs while reading the paper. Eventually, the stylist came and took me to the pedicure room.

At this place, the pedicure room is quite open with about 10 chairs lined up against the wall in full view of the rest of the salon. It is not relaxing or intimate, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I pulled off my shoes and stockings, and soaked my feet. The girl doing my toes may have said five word the whole time. Usually, I have a nice banter with stylists, but not today. She seemed more interested in talking to the other stylists than me.

The advantage of this establishment is that all of the stylists dress quite nicely and ALL wear heels. One young woman was wearing Christian Loubaton boots! Another stylist had a very sexy pair of sling backs and was wearing fairly thick socks with them. The look really worked on her. Other than seeing some nice shoes and getting my feet in order, it was not that great of an experience. However, it was the first time I have ever worn heels to get a pedicure. Another first!

I went out for lunch then browsed the bookstore. A bunch of new photography books had come in and I grabbed a few, found a chair and skimmed through them. I had noticed a rather cute blonde working when I came in made it a goal to ask her for help. But when I went to check out, she was gone. I will go back of course. After getting my book on using filters, I went to my favorite Lane Bryant store.

I have written a lot about this store in previous posts. This is the store where I got hooked to their jeans. In fact the clerk told me that she hadn't even noticed that I was wearing heels when she asked to measure me for jeans. A few weeks back, I had bought a few new pair of trousers and had a nice time talking to another clerk, who I actually did ask out. (boyfriend) This was the first time I was back in the store since then.

I picked out a couple pair of sale pants and a pair of capris. I chatted with the clerks and asked to try on my selections. The capris were a bit too baggy, so I came out and asked the clerk who fitted me for the jeans how they looked. I still had my knee highs on, which really looked more like tights with the pants. There were several customers in the store at the time, all of which took notice of me, ALL who smiled with approval. She said they didn't really work for me and tried to find them in another size.

I went back to the dressing room and was putting back on my clothes when the clerk brought me another pair in a different size. She waited outside while I changed and asked me if I wanted fitted for a bra! I told her that I really didn't have use for one and she asked if I wanted to see her's. As any red blooded man would do if offered to see a woman's bra would say, "Hell, yea!" I stepped out of the dressing room and she lifted her shirt and it was a very nice bra.

I grabbed my items and headed to the register. We talked a lot about her bra, her background, etc. She used the "boyfriend" word, so I didn't bother asking her out. Its bad luck to get shot down twice in the same store...

She did ask me if it bother me shopping with overweight women. Of course it doesn't bother me, but I told her I am surprised that women aren't bothered shopping with me. Her reply was that she never thought of that! I took that to mean that in here mind a guy wearing heels and women's jeans is far from out of the ordinary.

Heeling has certainly brought me experiences that I would have never had otherwise! Another exciting day, to say the least.

Dawn HH · 7th October 2008, 00:24

Happyfeat:-)

An outstanding day out in heels with what seems to be a lot of positive things to follow-up on in the future. Congrats and more power to you. It was a very interesting reading and I didn't mind the length a bit. Tell us more and good luck when you scout around for a pardner who likes men who wear heels.
Cheers---

Dawn HH

Bubba136 · 7th October 2008, 04:15

Great experience, HappyFeat! Thanks.

Judging from the picture of you wearing your heels, they're so inconspicuous that it's no wonder that you didn't get any reaction. Nice shoes, by the way :-)

kneehighs · 7th October 2008, 04:23

"borefriends" are like colds. Easy to get, but hard to get rid of

HappyFeat · 7th October 2008, 04:25

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bubba136

Judging from the picture of you wearing your heels, they're so inconspicuous that it's no wonder that you didn't get any reaction. Nice shoes, by the way :-)

Yea, they are pretty discreet at that. The loafer/pump is one of my favorite styles and in my opinion perfect for a guy.

I bought those at the Nine West outlet in my first post in this thread, as well as a pair of fabric leopard print pumps (not really my style) with a kitten heel. The clerk talked me into the latter pair. When I was checking out she said "one practical pair, one fun pair." I like the idea of a guy have "practical" heels. Kind of a new twist on heeling.

vector · 7th October 2008, 05:20

HappyFeat,

One of your posts mentioned photography books. Is that you hobby? Film or digital? What camera do you have? What heels have you taken pictures of? (to satisfy the moderators- smile)