Was going to write something witty and insightful about shoes, but I'm just too tired to bring it together. Long story short, I'm trying to wear my trendy pointy-toed retro-Goth shoes instead of my usual Hush Puppy loafers. Not as sensible, but certainly more swanky.
I've about given up on most of my "girly" clothes for most practical purposes; they are usually either too inconvenient or just too cold to wear (air-conditioned office + skirt - boots = more goosebumps than a chicken farm :P) Even my beloved makeup sits unused; there's very little point wasting nice lipstick on perpetually chapped lips.
It's getting to me though. Sometimes I want to dress nicely and I find I'm so far out of the loop I don't even really know how anymore. What undies and shoes go with what? I'm hardly a trend-whore but I like to look like I at least know what year it is!
On the rare occasions I do wear something feminine I suspect I surely look like John Cleese dressed like Little Red Riding Hood - all shoulders and knees and generally too far gone down the tomboy path to make it "work".
Which, I suppose, is not entirely bad - I see women click-clicking down the street in sundresses and heels and I always hope they have a sweater for inside and hope their feet don't hurt too much. Maybe it's with age I'm just less and less willing to suffer to be beautiful.
I've about given up on most of my "girly" clothes for most practical purposes; they are usually either too inconvenient or just too cold to wear (air-conditioned office + skirt - boots = more goosebumps than a chicken farm :P) Even my beloved makeup sits unused; there's very little point wasting nice lipstick on perpetually chapped lips.
It's getting to me though. Sometimes I want to dress nicely and I find I'm so far out of the loop I don't even really know how anymore. What undies and shoes go with what? I'm hardly a trend-whore but I like to look like I at least know what year it is!
On the rare occasions I do wear something feminine I suspect I surely look like John Cleese dressed like Little Red Riding Hood - all shoulders and knees and generally too far gone down the tomboy path to make it "work".
Which, I suppose, is not entirely bad - I see women click-clicking down the street in sundresses and heels and I always hope they have a sweater for inside and hope their feet don't hurt too much. Maybe it's with age I'm just less and less willing to suffer to be beautiful.
Update: Pointy toed shoes are wearable provided that the point extends past your toes, rather than squeezing them to a point. This extends the length of your foot, so tripping might be a problem until you get used to it. Pinched a little; can't tell whether it was residual pointiness or the fact that I've only worn them maybe twice :P