This is as frivolous as it gets...but I saw a DSW commercial with these amazing shoes. It reminded me of when I wore 6" stilettos and could run across a gravel parking lot as long as I held up my skirt. It was so much fun. I loved every minute of it and I envy every woman I see in sexy shoes or leather boots.
I can't do that any more. My hips hurt all the time and I'm limited to my Z-Coil athletic shoes or other orthopedic footwear. I dress up and every time I wish I could rock some heels. I miss them.
In the scope of life, not wearing high heels any more is not a big deal. I'm aware of the world situation and it's close to home. I'm not complaining...though my jealousy of those who can and do is overt.
What I'm remembering right now is that I got to do it. I had a trademark. I used to do a 4 - 5 hour set, both standing in front of and sitting behind a piano but the whole night was spent in a variety of those yummy shoes. At the end of the night I was ready for a drink and my feet were ready for a break. I'd close the piano, unhook the straps or slip them off...depending upon the footwear...and head for the bar.
I'd sit down, set those spikey darlin's on the bar beside me and order a scotch.
One night I was working in a joint where the bartender and I had a great palship...it was one of those nights where it was a great ride and when I was done, I did my usual. "Sho" was there as I pulled up a barstool and I set the stilettos down and said "Glenlivet on the rocks."
He stood there for a moment, turned around and poured my drink, set it in front of me and then said "That was so fuckin' sexy that I have to leave for a few moments." He proceeded to walk into the back room.
He came out a few minutes later, still bright red (cause we were friends, not lovers) and we both laughed our asses off. I said "Thank you, Sho, I never knew you noticed."
Funny how a commercial about shoes can bring up the memory of a time when you owned the world. And at that time, I never knew it.
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