Just a quick post.
I was once staring at a pair of heels in a cafe and it changed my life. Now not everyone can, i admit, claim to have had such a life defining moment attributed to the magnetic attraction of a pair of high heels, but I know many or most of us will admit to sharing that attraction. But why? What is it about heels that is just so beguiling.
To me it is partly their shape, their lines, their curves, works of art of the highest form as elegant a piece of sculpture as one could possibly find anywhere in any gallery in the world.Then it is the shine, for me heels are at there most bewitching when polished patent leather, a deep gloss finish which would reflect the wet lips of any submissive, ordered to adorn them with their willing, or indeed unwilling kisses. Any colour, from the deepest blacks to the brightest shocking pinks, just so long as they are shiny. Finally there is what they can represent, on one hand power and dominance, the heels raising the wearer to a position of power, forcing others to literally look up to them, whilst on the other hand, they can represent submission and surrender. A heel long and slim, can be a symbol of captivity, the helpless wearer forced to control each tentative step, knowing that to falter would gain their mistresses displeasure.
It is hard to pin point why a good, slim, polished heel is so intoxicating, but i do know that the best, the very best heels come with a flash of Red.
What do you think?
|A perfectly sensual image.|
|I have a pair of these, but sadly mine lack that Red sole.|
|A real work of art, possibly my favourite Louboutin heels ever. The shape, the curve, the finish are all perfection. |
I mean these are a real and genuine work of art in every way. I could look at these for hours
|"There are seven pairs" The young man said, "But you only have six girls"|
The woman smiled, "Not for much longer darling.....not for much longer"