Cuteshoes

Stepping out in public as a woman is always a challenge to say the least. Emotionally it's a roller coaster, there is fear, anxiety, euphoria and bliss all rolled into one. When you've made the decision and find yourself strutting along the sidewalk there is no turning back. To finally be able to walk more than thirty feet in high heels and not reach the end of a room is pure pleasure despite all the fears. On one of my outings years ago I wasn't going to let anything stop me.

There I was outside my hotel room in a knee length black skirt, a navy blue satin blouse that was just sheer enough to show off a hint of my black lace bra. My freshly shaved legs were clad in nude pantyhose and my new 3 1/2 inch pumps. I was in heaven. I walked along window shopping and my confidence grew as it became obvious that no one seemed to notice me for anything other than what I appeared to be. If they did they kept their thoughts to themselves. After four or five blocks my feet began to get sore, I should have worn shoes that were broken in but my new pumps went well with my outfit. I soldiered on. Several more blocks and my feet were more than just sore, they were beginning to hurt. But I had spent too much time preparing for this outing not to mention the cost and I wasn't about to turn back. Being stubborn I went a few more blocks and that's when it hit me, I was in terrible pain. Of course now I was faced with having to walk back the twelve or more blocks while trying not to walk like a construction worker in steel toe boots. By the time I got back to my hotel my calf muscles felt like someone had been beating on them with a baseball bat and my feet had blisters that were bleeding. Probably not the smartest thing I ever did but it was worth every blister to be out in girl mode. On the up side I did manage to buy myself some nail polish and a few pairs of stay-up stockings. To top it all off I got a nice smile from the cashier.

I always like to give credit where credit is due. I gotta hand it to women who spend all day in heels, some want to, some have to. But it's nice to be able to say, "Been there, done that"!