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More, more, more!!!

w6ish

i'm on the streets today as its a beautiful november day here in the capital city. up here in the north country the snow will soon be flying and the high heeling days will be over for a very long time!
so i jumped into my black cupid boots with the 6 inch heels and hit the streets via the local city transit and have been having a blast since 1230. right now its 3 p.m. i thought i would stop by here for a moment or two and document this afternoon's more kookier moments.
first of all: the bus! there are a lot of old timers on these buses and they look, google and gaggle at my high heel boots, in plain view.
i get a kick from their response, especially when i'm in the west end of town where all the high rollers are suppose to be.
i thought i was on the cutting edge but then i saw a guy walk past, wearing a black mini skirt with black boots!!!!
he had his white and hairy legs out for all to see!
on top he had a classic red and white checkered "doe skin" bush jacket!
then i thought no maybe he is wearing a kilt. so i asked an old lady standing beside me, is that a kilt?
she said if it is, he sure isn't showing who he is with!
but then i got a chuckle from that thinking well i think he is showing who he is with!!!
it was a plain old stretch mini skirt, black boots, white legs hairier than the planet of the apes and he was walking along like he just didn't care!
so that was a humbling experience!!!
so much for cutting edge 6 inch heels in plain view.
then i went to a club for an afternoon snort and thought i would grab me some comments from the young ladies swinging the cups.
no dice.
the only cats in the club that noticed were the men!
the gals either didn't notice, or didn't say anything.
kooky.
so i left that establishment and am heading further down the main drag.
beautiful day in progress.
i'm watching those sexy 6 inch heels sticking out from under my pant legs, totally exposed, in those jumbo store front windows and i have to admit it looks pretty slick.
walked past a chip wagon and saw someone had dropped their fixings on the sidewalk. i would have stepped in it but i didn't see it in time and was soon past it.
the deliberate crush with a tuned audience is wonderful, the incidental crush, i mean "real" incidental, is just as fun but with no audience, there aint no show!
ah well.
i shall keep walking and see what i can get up to this beautiful afternoon!

w6ish

i had some grand designs about doing a few shots...
what do you think about fish nets?

w6ish

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w6ish

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weekendtwo

now those are some great pics

w6ish

thanks!
ah but its the end of the year and the last laugh! my old artist friend who i visited before christmas and had a few drinks with, called today to wish me a happy new year. we got into a grand conversation over the phone and we tied up the loose ends of our drunken conversation before xmas. at that meeting we were into the wine and i was up to my old tricks, wearing a pair of very tight jeans over a black body suit. the image is pretty wild!
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i'm 5'9 barefoot and 175 pounds and have been for ages.
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those are the jeans and the thin black body suit underneath leaves little to the imagination! add the white 7.5 inch heels and its pretty crazy!
i asked her, in closing, what were the best, worst, craziest and weirdest moments of 06.

She had some good ones but it was the weirdest that caught me.

She said the weirdest moment for her was in the late spring when she was walking her dog the morning after one of my visits. we had been in that park the night before and i was wearing the same crazy outfit: skin tight jeans over a black body suit with my white 7.5's from pierre silber. that night i was feeling extra saucy and stepped on something, first with my right platform and then on the way back, with my left. she observed this and the image stayed with her.

but what was the weirdest she said, was going down that trail the next morning and seeing my shoe prints still plainly visable on the trail. she could identify the platform prints and the tell tale sign of a spike heel sinking into the dirt.

I told her it didn't sound like the weirdest of 06.

She said that wasn't it, it was coming upon that one shoe print where it was obvious the shoe had sunk into the damp mud. she said there was a perfect print impression of my platform and spike heel.

I said what is so weird about that?

She replied that not only was it a perfect impression of the platform and heel but it was what was at the bottom of the platform impression that caught her attention. she said that object was smushed into that print, at the bottom of that impression and she stopped to look at it, just like ages ago, when i first visited her wearing 6 inch heels, and she caught herself doing it!

She also admitted she went by there with her dog a couple of times a day and always stopped to examine that shoe print and it made her jealous as hell!

I laughed when she told me this, and she said there you go laughing again, you wear those shoes where ever you like blaring in the wide open for anyone to see, plus you wear those jeans that don't hide anything, and you stepped on that object with those great big white platforms and just don't care one bit! She said i was torture!

Everytime she thinks of me she goes back to that night and the following days.

I said, yeah, that is pretty weird alright.
I hope to maintain our 20 year friendship into 2007 and beyond.

stuckheels

i would like to see those white heels working the gas pedel while you are stuck in the mud

Nikki Drivesnheels

Wow.!!! I'd so love to come back in my next lifetime as a bannana









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She must have balance and strength,
as well as beauty

If the shoe fits, wear it, then FLOOR IT ..!!

w6ish

thanks for those cool comments!
i've had a lot of fun this past week wearing my 6 inch heel cupid boots totally exposed, down all kinds of city streets. today i walked past a couple of lads stuck washing windows. one of them watched my approach and said you must be a musician!
that was kind of him, wearing a collar as such.
the real amusements took place yesterday though. it reminded me of the time a few summers ago when i was wearing my 6 inch heel cupids in the market district. a woman caught me and i'm certain she thought she had the high heels but they were just simple 4 inch pumps. and semi hidden under her pant leg length.
mine, my 6 inch heels, were totally exposed!
i saw her in the window reflections, and i knew she was watching me. so when i came upon a big old fat strawberry lying on the sidewalk, i made sure my 2 inch platform came down right ontop of it!
splat!
she didn't like that!
well yesterday i was out getting some air and wearing my cupids and my black leather jacket and found myself in a part of town where the cops are always cruising. there is a general store there and i had to check something out. but as i was standing at the intersection waiting to cross i noticed a woman at the bus stop, staring at me. i looked at her and she quickly looked away.
i went into the store, took care of things and came out, and saw her standing there, waiting on that bus.
so i walked over there, pretending to wait on the bus, i really didn't have anywhere to go but i was just putting on a show.
i saw she was watching me and in particular my high heels!
then i noticed a great big huge pile of dog poop next to the pay phone they had there. i had no one to call but i made my way over there and stepped on that grungy stuff!
splat! it squished out in all directions and was stuck to the bottom of my platform.
i pretended to make a call. as i was doing so i looked back at her and she was still looking at me. then i looked at that dog poop and it was squished out all over the sidewalk and i could see my shoe prints on the sidewalk!
then i hung up the phone and came back out and stepped on that stuff again with my other platform!
what a mess!
i waited there with her for at least five minutes before i thought naah, i'm leaving. so i walked across the street and down a side street and turned back to see if she was watching me, she wasn't! she was looking at my grungy shoe prints left on the sidewalk!
i laughed as i made my way to another part of the city, via a small park where there is some grass, where i wiped the most of it away.
what a filthy mess!