The Adventures of kneehighs... - Page 13

vector · 28th August 2006, 05:55

Hey, all I can say is "Nice shoes"!!!

Shafted · 29th August 2006, 01:44

Isn't it funny kneehighs, that in all those pics you wore the best shoes and highest heels. :lol:

kneehighs · 29th August 2006, 02:00

Shafted Yeah, not many women wore stilettos in Prague. The oblique toe, low heeled loafer was popular there. You do have to credit the city with breaking away from communism only as recently as 1989. Being that the city has had only 17 years to Westernize and that it takes a couple of generations for total Westernization to settle in, Prague is doing a good job.

However, few women who I thought were locals wore stilettos. The high heels that I saw most women had thicker heels and round toes.

Then again, its not everyday people from the Americas get to see such brilliant architecture

dr1819 · 29th August 2006, 23:15

Quite unbelievable!

kneehighs · 3rd September 2006, 23:09

ONE: testing, one, two, three

status: Nightlife venues in New York City remain popular only for a short while before they become outdated and dead. Will One still be a great nightlife spot -- maybe for the upcoming heel meet -- two years after its initial debut?

answer: Even on Labor Day Weekend, One still proved a pillar of success.

This Saturday I decided to "try" One again. Its now an older club, almost two years old. I was concerned that the place was going to be overrun with tourists. As it turned out, I was wrong.

Making new friends while wearing pumps
And being wrong in this instance was a good thing. During the day, I saved my appetite so I could enjoy dinner at the bar. So when my pizzeta and duck spring rolls arrived, I couldn't help but enjoy my meal. A few minutes after I was done eating, a group of two girls and one guy who were seated next to me at the bar started up a conversation with me. One blonde wife, her husband, and one attractive brunette from Boston.

To my delight, I discovered she was newly single and waiting at One to meet a guy who her friend was introducing her too.

All the while, I was enjoying a spontaneous combustion of chemistry with her in my black stilettos, seven jeans, red hugo t, and my two new necklaces and my new bracelet.

She thought I had the "euro thing going on" After a few hours of great conversation, we exchanged contact information. It goes to show that stilettos are not a handicap to successful social assimilation.

Are my shoes pointier than yours?
After she and her friends left, I passed a group of three very attractive blondes, all wearing stilettos. I would have posted a full body picture, but the camera I was using was a cheap $230 replacement I bought in Prague and the batteries were dead. So I all I have is

http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i4...rooper/one.jpg

this shot of their heels. When the girl with the ankle strapped pumps was left out of the conversation with her friends, I made my approach.

Unbeknownst to me, I opened with, "hi...can I ask you a quick question?" To which she replied, "sure." "If you were to see a guy with stilettos like yourself, here (point at my shoes), what would you think?" She looked at my shoes and told me, point blank, "I like them" Usually, its not like me to be so straightforward so early in a conversation, but my experience has been that women will usually tell the truth about how they feel about clothing--even with limited rapport.

For instance, this girl (again sorry, my camera batteries were dead. I really wanted a full body pic including face) when asked what "If you were to see a guy wearing shoes as pointy as yours, what would you think?" replied,

"I wouldn't like it."

"why not?"

"Because its not fashionable"

Moving on later in the evening I was walking through the dance floor, and a dirty blonde pulled me over to dance (I was elated I wasn't the one making the first move). She was trying to get her friend to sandwich me. Anyway, after a few song and dances, I asked her what she would think if a guys shoes were pointier than hers (and pointed to my shoes while asking). She said, "let me see." So, she bent down and totally pulled up pant leg to my calf. Another male bystander watched with no significant reaction. After she stood back up, she said, "I like them." And kept dancing and flirting with me.

When she left, she said in my ear "I looovvve your shoes."

Once again, after a night of fun filled excitement, I came to the conclusion that ONE is still exhilarates a true new york city nightlife energy.

HeelD · 4th September 2006, 00:24

Sounds like a great night out there!

Interestingly mixed responses to your shoes - none negative of course.

Fog · 4th September 2006, 00:29

Hmmm - responses to the person as much as anything - you've got to have personality, charisma and soul to pull it off.

Time for bed methinks.

Dawn HH · 4th September 2006, 00:33

Different folks---different strokes!
Cheers---

Dawn HH

since-i-can-rem · 4th September 2006, 05:18

I love your adventures and I wish they were mine ....

Have fun and enjoy it, someday my time will come too

dr1819 · 4th September 2006, 06:30

Kneehighs, your story reminds me of the third time I ever ventured out in heels. I'd been to one bar twice, but wanted to do something more fun, so I ventured to one of the trendier clubs in Vegas wearing a pair of 3-1/2 black leather sandals with black socks and low black slacks. Loose charcoal rayon shirt. I was incredibly self-conscious as I walked to the door. The bouncer noticed right away, but just grinned and said, "you get in free." That was nice.

I walked in, nervous as could be, and ordered a drink. As I was standing at the bar, I noticed two very nice girls looking at me, about ten years younger. After a couple of minutes, one of them came over and said, "Nice heels. That's different." I was at a loss for words, so I simply said, "Nice skirt - it suits you well." She then asked if she could ask me a question. I said "sure," and she queried, "why are you wearing heels?" My answer was simple, as I'd thought of it earlier: "Because I enjoy wearing them." "Oh," was the only response, after which we talked about other things for a few minutes before she asked me to dance.

"You don't mind being seen with a guy in heels?" I asked as she lead me by the hand to the dance floor. "Are you kidding? I think it's sexy."

After a few more dances and some talking, I discovered that what she really thought was sexy was the fact that I, as a guy, had enough confidence to wear whatever I wanted to wear. All in all, it was a fairly progressive and large place. It was the only time I went, but I saw two celebrities and a lot of people who looked like they could be celebrities. A little grinding going on, and not always between those of opposing sexes (mostly F-F stuff). So a man in heels probably wasn't all that novel a thing to most of them. It was also the first time I saw a man wearing a skirt in the US (men wear skirts all the time in many countries overseas).