Wednesday, 29 October 2008
Sunday, 14 September 2008
There's a plot afoot. As every Sistah knows, pointy heelers are all about elegance and grace. But these? Would someone really have us believe these are true Pointy Heelers. I think not...
I mean surely, these of all things were designed by a real horse's arse...
Sistahs, be on your guard!
Saturday, 14 June 2008
Monday, 5 May 2008
Sunday, 20 April 2008
Soubriquet, of the Knights of the Besmirched Countenance, reporting;
The mystery of how you people manage to walk in those things has always puzzled me, ever since seeing my sister try out my mother's shoes at the age of five. Believe me, she could shuffle round all day like that, but fell and crashed into furniture quite often. Along with the shoes, she put on a big dose of bossiness, and learned to mutter darkly about toes, ankles, bunnions...
She, of course, had no idea what all that meant, it was just picked up from grown-up ladies she saw crying with relief after they kicked off their shoes under the table, in an all-woman safe-zone. Called the coffee-morning, where my mother would pretend that the house was always spotlessly tidy, that we always used fine china cups and saucers, always silver spoons.....
I was about four then, and learning the value of careful observation.
So I see now, you have bronze training robots for your toddlers to dance with.
Saturday, 8 March 2008
Monday, 3 March 2008
But this, Sistah's doesn't mean we can slack. Vigilance is key and we must keep in shape. So please, slip into your pointy trainers and get... training.
Thursday, 21 February 2008
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Monday, 18 February 2008
Monday, 4 February 2008
I was told once (a long while back but, hey, it still counts!) that I had delicious legs. I think I'm still dining on that one!
Cast your nets, sistahs! See what you can catch. We've still got it!
Monday, 28 January 2008
Sistahs, Pointy Heels are overcome by yet another species of footwear. I speak of no other than the "electric light shoes"...
The electric light shoes were designed for a Japanese footwear company, Onitsuka Tiger, by Freedom of Creation.
The shoe is 3 feet long and contains a miniature city inside, the stripes resemble streets and highways and tall building point out from the shoe’s opening. The huge shoe is intended to communicate Onitsuka Tiger’s Japanese roots.
You tell me, sistahs, no matter how bright and pretty, can we allow this sort of thing - especially if it insists on delivering itself without a pointy heel in sight?