the one with heels and related problems
Oh bollocks. I've got a pair of heeled boots (slouch style but not pirate-slouch) and a pair of heels on loan from Sam. The boots fit my feet the best, but I am having a crisis in that I cannot decide if it's entirely appropriate for me to wear heeled shoes out to dinner with Michael. Logically, the verdict is "wear whatever you want to wear, he may be a boy but he won't care". Illogically, I'm worrying. The regular heels, while slightly too big for me, make my legs look freaking fantastic. If they did fit, I would worry that wearing them would attract the wrong sort of attention and would not wear them, due to them looking good. This is why I don't go out. This is why I don't dress like an attractive 20-something but rather like a goddamn emo hipster. I have never been assumed to be any older than 18. The whole point of my dressing up properly for the dinner is that so I could actually look my age. I'm not sure I can do that in patent brogues, but it's more likely to happen if I'm wearing heels and then five foot seven instead of five foot five. Or is it? There's nothing less attractive than a girl doing the baby elephant walk in heels (okay that's lie there's plenty worse than that but still). I don't want to be that stupid girl who looks nice but clearly is not in control of her footwear.
So basically, what I want to do is be able to go through tomorrow night in each hypothetical, A: heeled boots and B: flat brogues, and see which has the best outcome. Unfortunately the world doesn't work like that though. But then what are the objectives? (You know you've been planning projects for too long when). Yes, I want to have a nice dinner with a close friend, blah blah, good conversation, blah blah blah. THEN there's the niggling problem at the back of my mind (another lie: it's pretty much at the front) that I want Michael to see that I'm actually a hot lady and put me out of the friend zone. BUT HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND.
If none of this made sense, I apologise, but it's pretty much indicative of my thought process at the moment which is pretty darn lunatic presently. Basically: heeled boots, to wear or not to wear?
So basically, what I want to do is be able to go through tomorrow night in each hypothetical, A: heeled boots and B: flat brogues, and see which has the best outcome. Unfortunately the world doesn't work like that though. But then what are the objectives? (You know you've been planning projects for too long when). Yes, I want to have a nice dinner with a close friend, blah blah, good conversation, blah blah blah. THEN there's the niggling problem at the back of my mind (another lie: it's pretty much at the front) that I want Michael to see that I'm actually a hot lady and put me out of the friend zone. BUT HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND.
If none of this made sense, I apologise, but it's pretty much indicative of my thought process at the moment which is pretty darn lunatic presently. Basically: heeled boots, to wear or not to wear?