Everyday on my way to work, I see sexied out business women walking tall in their 4-inch stilettos. But it must really suck to have such a limited surface to walk on. Today, some businesswoman broke that pokey thing on the bottom of her shoes because she forgot to walk around a gutter. It sucks to be limited to just flat surfaces. I have brittle ankles. If I cross-dressed, I’d be damn sure to sprain my ankle walking on uneven surfaces.
Jun and I have this thing about wanting to be fit to handle situations that call for our survival. If I were wearing dick-kickers, slippers or boots, I wouldn’t be able to run for my life if I needed to. If I were hanging on a cliff (only God knows how the hell I got on the cliff in the first place, but you can ask Kate about some stupid shit I’ve landed myself in) I’d need to be able to hold my own weight for minutes.
I can see how a chick can take off her stilettos and make a run for it if she were being chased. She can even gouge an attacker in the eye (but she’d better be doing yoga in the afternoons to have the flexibility to do some Charlie’s Angel acrobats). I guess I’m about versatility and timelessness. I hate wearing non-chucks and non-vans because those are the shoes I can do anything in. Plus they look sweet. ‘ sucks for that chick who fucked up her shoes over a gutter. It looked painful.