You certainly know your shoes! And you had Tansmuters! I LOVED Transmuters!! I owned a pair that I wore so often that I actually wore them out. They were BEASTLY expensive so I had a shoemaker resole them twice. The third time he said that he couldn't salvage them again and I was heartbroken. Then I received another pair as a gift and went through the cycle again. They were my fist pair of really big shoes and pretty much defined everything that I wore.
Your comment about being barefoot really put some light into an otherwise dreary day! No, I'm not barefoot. In fact, I haven't walked barefoot anyplace in almost three years. One of my Hubby's early rules was that I was to wear platform shoes with heels of at LEAST eight inches at all times. The only time that I can be shoeless is in the shower and in bed. Other than those two places I spend every second of every day (and have done so for three years) tottering around trying to stay upright in a world covered with ankle twisting cracked sidewalks, uneven floors and rock strewn streets. It took quite a while but I eventually learned to survey and be conscious of the positioning of each and every footfall almost automatically as I walk along. I even have a pair of slip-on "stripper shoes" as my bedroom slippers! I would dearly love to curl my toes in a deep shag carpet or feel the cool tiles of the kitchen floor under my feet but that hasn't happened in quite a while.
Consequently I have a closet full of huge footwear. My main source of footwear is Demonia's XTC series of shoes and boots. They don't wear very well but they're relatively inexpensive and I tend to go through them rather frequently. I have other manufacturer's products as well but only wear them for a particular outfit or for a special outing as they're much more expensive (and sometimes higher) than my Demonias. As a matter of fact, since all my beloved boots are currently impossible for me to wear, I'm clomping around in a pair of Demonia Mary-Jane XTC Court Shoes.
And as far as my new ankle wear situation is concerned, I really don't like it much. It seems to take forever to walk from one side of the house to the other and I find that I'm actually having to plan each "excursion" in order to do the most possible as I move through each room. Going up and down stairs is the worst as I barely have enough slack to step either up or down so it's all about concentration and balance, especially being perched up on these heels.
I haven't broached the subject of going to the grocery store yet as I really don't think that I can do it. Hubby makes me take the bus to go anywhere while he's at work so that I "can be on proper display" (his words) and just getting to the bus stop 3 blocks away will probably take the better part of an hour. I suppose the subject will come up when he notices that he's eating baked bean sandwiches on stale bread for a couple of nights in a row.
Conversely, my Hubby seems to be enjoying my shortened gate immensely. It sort of goes like this:
"Get me a sandwich, will you, hun?"
"Sure." Clop-clop-clop-clop-clop-clop-clop-clop-clop-clop-clop-clop. Make the sandwich. Clop-clop-clop- (Well, you get the idea...) "Here's your sandwich."
"It's a little dry. Could you put some mayo on it?"
"Sure." Clop-clop-clop (etc.). Smear on the mayo. Clop-clop-clop (etc. again).
"Thanks. Did you bring me a napkin?"
"I'll get one." Clop-clop-clop (and lots more clopping after that).
So he's having a jolly old time running my butt off while he watches me struggle with his latest addition to my body. I never realized what a luxury it is to just walk normally, even on the stilts that I have to wear. At least he gave me enough slack in this damned chain so that i don't have to go up and down stairs on my bottom side! Wouldn't THAT be fun getting on and off the bus?
As an aside, check out these shoes:http://www.estresmodes.com/FichaArticul ... o~827.html
ringgirl49 (she of the short steps and lofty shoes)