I have to go to a wedding tomorrow. And guess what?
I'm going to wear high heels.
And that's exactly what I told my friend.
Danya: Guess what?
Samar: What?
Danya: I'm going to wear heels.
Danya: Well, small heels.
Danya: But heels, nonetheless.
Samar: Noooo you'll trip!
SoI copy/pasted the first part into an MSN conversation with my friend Fati (because I was too lazy to type it again?)
And her reaction was a ":O" and a "Just try not to trip, okay?"
Feeling very discouraged, I went back to my conversation with Samar on Gmail.
Danya: I CAN ACTUALLY WALK IN THEM, OKAY?
Danya: WALK
Danya: AND NOT LOOK LIKE A DUCH
Danya: Ahem
Danya: Duck*
Samar: LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
Samar: DUUUUUCH
Samar: LMAOOOO
(Ah. Serious bouts of Typose Syndrome. What's one to do?)
So after she was done laughing at me and changing her Facebook status to "Samar salutes Danya the Duch," she again graced me with a loving, "Seriously, just try not to trip."
Man, I need to learn how to walk in heels. Or I will forever remain 73% of a man. (That's what the Facebook quiz I took said, anyway. I normally avoid these quizzes like the plague, but I was bored witless and wanted to see the results. 73% man! I am NOT satisfied!)
What's the point of high heels, really? How do women do it? How do they balance their weight on those tiny pointy little stick things? It just seems to defy gravity, to me.
Not that I'm a big believer in physics, but that's another story.
Once, I was at this party, right. And everyone –EVERYONE!- was wearing those scary sky-high heels, while I pranced around in my lil flats.
So anyway, past midnight, when everyone's feet were sore (except mine :]), they kicked off their heels and chillaxed on the chairs. (Chillaxed. I'm so hip it's scary.)
So anyway. I was all, "Y'all wanna laugh?"
They go, "Sure!"
So anyway. I was all, "Y'all wanna laugh?"
They go, "Sure!"
So I wore one of my friend's high heels and attempted to walk.
But really I could get no further than the spot I was standing in, and I was just swaying there and nearly toppling over. But I kept standing - always a stubborn fighter – attempting to regain my balance – and dignity.
But really I could get no further than the spot I was standing in, and I was just swaying there and nearly toppling over. But I kept standing - always a stubborn fighter – attempting to regain my balance – and dignity.
Unfortunately, I eventually lost both.
Do you think people offer How to Walk in High Heels lessons?

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