The Adventures of kneehighs... - Page 7

kneehighs · 12th February 2006, 23:58

ONE: Winter Wonderland

Blizzard conditions didn't stop anyone from going out Saturday night and it definitely didn't stop me from donning my perfect pair of Nine West 4" pumps and heading out for a good time.

The night began slow at the bar. I wound up conversing with some guy from London. It was interesting to share tidbits about British views of America with him. Things got more interesting when these two girls sat next to me. The one on the left was from Belgium and the one on the right was from the Upper East Side. The one on the right thinks that sex constitutes 50% of what makes a relationship successful. Hmmm, I like sex, but my theory is people often exaggerate somethings importance when they lack that certain something. As soon as she said she would never date a guy in high heels, I lost interest though.

Soon I found myself talking to two other girls. See the Good Responses from women thread, dated 2-12-06 for the feedback I received from these cuties.

So, the night moved on and I crossed paths with this girl. We didn't talk that long as I was distracted with meeting this girl and her friend. Both of them were wearing hot stiletto boots. Chemistry started to brew with the darker haired of the two and soon the conversation flowed into shoes. I complimented her boots and soon she asked me if I wanted to wear her boots? Ha! After a few more minutes of talking, I politely excused myself to further investigate the latest scenic developments elsewhere.

This girl was looking pretty good. After this I went back to talk to the second pair of girls. We chatted and it sure was nice knowing I was an instantly accepted as a Permament Resident Guest of the Official High Heel Wearing Society of Manhattan. We exchanged good byes as I made my way back to the brunette who wanted me to wear her boots. This time, as soon I sat down next to her, she took her boot off, and commanded that I try her boot on. So I tried it on, but it was too small and didn't fit. She asked who was the girl that loaned me my black pumps? She said she was jealous because I should be wearing her boots and not someone elses. She did even say I was a cutie (I'm def no model, but no ugly duckling either). HERE is a pic of how things started with her. And this how things
ended
Not bad feedback there. I actually didn't perceive that this girl actually even considered my high heels as anything other than normal. She didn't probe with the usual, "Why?" or "Are you gay?" or "What other women's clothing items do you wear?"

I made my way from there and saw this lady standing alone. So I chatted her up and soon after getting some rapport found myself saying the exact same "line" again, "My shoes are pointier than yours." We talked a bit more and soon, she too was was getting flirty with my pumps. HERE is a pic of her flirting with my pointy toe pump. Her hair looks really messy here because she kept putting up in into a pony tail and then letting it hang loose. That was an interesting experience to be sure.

Found myself yet again exploring for further fun and passed this on the way:
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I did get a chance to sit down next to this group of girls. . The one closest to me in the pic complimented my pumps saying, "those are nice shoes. Are they from Nine West?" The second girl to my right didn't like the pumps, but was tolerant. In my defense the first girl offered up that it was a fashion statement. They both asked me to stand up and pose. I did and the first girl said, "It works for you. You are thin and have a slim build so it looks good. I like it." At this point I was thinking to myself, "Has she heard of us from the internet?"

Made my way from there and went to the bar to get some water. I was standing next to some girls, one of which was wearing pumps. One of the girls looked at my pumps and immediately said, "nice shoes." I said thanks, but wasn't interested at that point in developing conversation as I was getting tired and ready to leave. I did meet this girl from Philly. After getting rapport, she concluded about my heel wearing, "If your feeling it, then rock it!"

Yet another gallery of positive experiences to add to my personal collection. A good night overall.

Shafted · 13th February 2006, 00:30

Kneehighs,

You are absolutely amazing. Setting the town on fire and doing it in fabulous shoes.

Dawn HH · 13th February 2006, 02:38

Kneehighs:-)

You rascal, you! What a night you had with a bunch of fantastic girls---and while wearing heeled pumps, yet. And what great comments you received while there. Kudos, my friend.
Cheers---

Dawn HH

Pam · 13th February 2006, 17:19

KH,

WOW! that was a great night out! You got some great comments from a lot of hotties!

Looks like you had a great time!!! hoping to join you next time!

Pam

Thighbootguy · 13th February 2006, 18:07

Kneehighs –

WOW seems like an understatement. Sounds like you had a great night on the town. How do people react to posing for pictures?

I still think you looked great in the knee boots you wore over your jeans. Seems like Winter in New York would be a great excuse to give them a try (you could always wear them under your jeans if outside didn’t work).

kneehighs · 13th February 2006, 18:28

Thighbootguy--In answer to your question, "How do people react to posing for pictures?"....Good question and one which I pursue through a well mannered and tactful poise.

When framed correctly, a camera can be a real "chick magnet." Usually, I make new friends before I ask to take a pic. Or as I like to put it, I get rapport, then ask if they would be okay with me taking a pic. When I first get rapport, 100% of the time, people are enthusiastic to have their pic taken. Many times, they offer up a creative pose to create drama for the pic too.

A few of the pics are taken randomly of strangers. In those cases, I am discrete about how I pull out my camera and when and where I choose to take the pic. 99% don't even notice.

vector · 16th February 2006, 07:30

Dude,

You're a braver man than me to wear heels out like that!

kneehighs · 26th February 2006, 08:36

Not a real spectacular Saturday night this weekend. Actually, all I did was go to Barnes and Noble in my Bandolino Croco print pumps:
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I was wearing an outfit similar to THIS, except the shirt I was wearing said London on it. The letters on the words London looked like someone splattered paint on the t-shirt and accidentally wrote London. I also had my tuxedo blazer on. The blazer seems to really get peoples attention in a good way. Also, you could see the skin on my feet exactly as posted in the pic.

Anyhow, when I was standing at the cafe counter ordering my mocha and raspberry Godiva chocolate bar, I could tell a girl about 20 feet away who was studying was watching me. She was alone at a small table. I think she was Middle Eastern. Anyhow, I could tell she was entertained by watching me. I could feel her eyes pierce my presence for almost the entire time I was waiting for my mocha to be made.

What was interesting during this episode is that I realized I can turn my masculine "wave producer" on or off at will. When she was watching me, and it was for more than a few seconds, I turned my masculinity on high. Somehow I just know that she was confused trying to reconcile my feminine shoes and masculine presence. But when she wasn't watching me and I felt like indulging my femininity, I treated myself to feeling feminine in my pumps.

Other than that, it was a pretty standard Saturday night. Books, mocha, chocolate, and stiletto croco heels.

Dawn HH · 27th February 2006, 04:51

Kneehighs:-)

Hey---any chance to wear heels out in public should not be dismissed as just a little thing. Sounds like you made that girl's day.
Cheers---

Dawn HH

kneehighs · 1st May 2006, 02:53

Today I wore my black cloak military shirt,

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(left the bottom button unbottoned so that my white t-shirt I layered beneath it would show though at my waist)...light colored spring distressed seven for all mankind jeans to match the new spring weather, and my Bandolino croco pumps without socks. If anyone looked down at my feet, it was obvious I was wearing womens croco pumps without socks.

And a few people did look down at my first stop at Barnes and Noble in Chelsea. In fact, a female employee looked down right at my feet as I was passing her in the aisle way. She looked up at me and smiled and said hello. Obviously, no big deal to her. To echo the conclusions of others here: most people don't care what you wear on your feet.

Then I went to the mens restroom. The first guy I passed looked down at my feet, but didn't do an obvious double take (not that I was even looking for that actually). Clicked my way to the stall, ..., washed my hands and then I perused the self help section again, grabbed a book on sales, and headed upstairs to the cafe lounge. Ordered my usual double mocha, headed to an empty table and enjoyed myself.

People just don't care what you wear on your feet for the most part, and like others have said, most are too polite to say anything if they do notice. After Barnes and Noble, I took the subway in my pumps to Penn Station. Sill, the same lack of reaction was omnipresent. People don't care and thats even when you are stepping over their bags, standing right besides them.

It was a non-chalant experience again, with no undue attention drawn to myself. Others didn't care and I just "lived my life and did my thing"