In These Heels

Still have to catch up from missing day 3, and here I am blogging day 5 late….. shocking behaviour!

Dress from Peacocks, I dont love how I styled it here, will still try to make it work though. Boots from Stylist Pick, and necklace from Etsy.

I managed to get dressed today!! AND I’m doing a different pose! I surprise myself some days.

Still ill, but someone had to help Santa. -1C today over the mountain, but I struggled on shopping in 50 denier purple tights from Matalan, the lace-up boots that have featured in so many posts this week, a dress by Fever, and a big coat. I promise the slippers were only worn in the evening!

I fell at only the 3rd hurdle.  Shocking.  I’m not well, and spent the entire day in my pjs.  I’ll catch up for the missing day soon!

Make sure and check out the Facebook page to see how everyone else is getting on.

I somehow managed to only buy 2 of the things from my Peacocks post. It is probably down to the fact that I’m skint, rather than showing amazing self-restraint.

Firstly, I HAD to buy new black boots, that I can wear with just about everything, seeing as my United Nude boots died. So I picked the slightly hardier lace up boots, rather than the faux suede. They are comfy, and adjustable, so will be worn over jeans, once Dressember is finished!!

The second purchase was of the Colour Block dress, for £20. I want to love it, I did when I spied it on the website, and the skirt of it is fantastic, great length and floaty too, but the top might be just a bit too big on me. I guess it would look ok with a cardigan for colder times, and a huge necklace to distract from the looseness. What do you think? Is it ridiculous looking?

I’ve just updated my Dressember posts with a category tag. Cos thats what you are supposed to do when you try to be serious about blogging and stuff.

Obviously its only got 2 posts so far, but you can follow it by clicking the Dressember tag as shown! Oh, and please feed the fish while you are there!

Edit: I promise to do a different pose in at least 3 of the 31 Dressember days. Honest.

A-Wear dress, Schuh boots, random belt from somewhere.

Today was freezing, and I learned if I want to continue with Dressember, and not loose any toes, I need to invest in some SERIOUS hosiery.  My legs were baltic today!

Today wasn’t just “Advent Calendar Day!” it was also the start of Dressember, an easy to take part in exercise, where all you have to do is wear a dress every day, and take a picture. The aim? Is to make some money for Action for Children, but also to have fun, and to get to dress up!! If I remember last year, there was a ball gown day. I’m not sure what I will do for that, but I’m looking forward to it!

To take part you must:
- Wear a dress every day of December.
- Take a picture every day.
- Upload the pictures to your blog/twitter/facebook/WIWT marking it as Dressember.
- Check out everyone else’s pictures, and make sure and share the dress love!

Its really as easy as that. Here’s my first post!

The dress is from Primark, cardigan from Woodside’s, tights (which are now in the bin cos my boots ripped a hole in them) were from River Island last winter, and the boots are from NV.  Oh and the hat is from the kids section in ASDA.

See? Its that easy.  You can join in tomorrow if you haven’t already started!

People often ask me, if I have a favourite pair of heels.  Its like trying to pick which of your children you like most. Obviously I love them all, for different reasons. Some go with everything, but pinch toes, some are Jimmy Choo (say no more), some are really comfy, but hard to pick what to wear them with. I would sometimes say it was my Miu Miu Whips, which I chose as my wedding heels. But I knew in my heart that it was my green United Nude Eamz boots.

I loved these boots. The colour. The style. The comfort. I had people rush to catch up with me to compliment my boots. I had scores of folk baffled as they tried to figure out if I was actually walking around on my tiptoes. I actually was almost run over by someone who didn’t stop at a red light because she was too busy staring at them. I had these boots, and the shoes in the same style LONG before Victoria Beckham and Lady Gaga started wearing similar heel-less styles, having bought them in Feb 2008. It was a good day, and I literally wore these boots everywhere. They made me look and feel fantastic.

They started to look a bit worse for wear. Cracks in the leather, the toes were scuffed. But that didn’t matter, they were still amazing. I tried to find polish in that colour, to give them a wee spruce up, but couldn’t get the right match. It was then I decided to get them dyed black. I needed black boots, and what better pair than my most favourite pair.

And so, they were reborn. Sexy in black, they may not have turned as many heads as when they were green, but they were still as beautiful. I forgot to change from them when taking part in our Force Training Academy one weekend, and the audience thought they were actually from Star Wars!! I even got a wolf whistle as I walked on to the stage.

The boots and I had a brilliant time together, and I treated them carefully. I never ran, or jumped, and tried to walk on sensible ground with them. They were delicate, more than just a pair of boots, they were works of art, architecture, and they defined me. I was the ‘Girl with the mad boots’. People spied me daily and had to make sure they checked out my heels today. How do I know this? Strangers in shops and pubs stopped me to tell me that they marvelled at me strutting to school, always well heeled. These boots were me. I was these boots. Until.

Friday I was walking to the post office, to pick up a parcel containing Batman logo tights. Excited, happy, I was striding down the street, checking my silhouette in shop windows as I walked, as always marvelling at how my boots looked as I figured they looked to everyone else. And then it happened. I felt something shift, heard a weird, metal noise. I looked down, the heel was still there. I stopped, and kicked my heel up backwards to investigate, it all looked ok. And I put my foot back down, but my heel felt funny, it wasn’t supported any more. I kinda limped onwards, towards the post office, went in, and while I was queuing, investigated more. It was then I realised what had happened. The invisible metal support, that held the foot, in place of the heel, had snapped. The damage? Irreparable. My heart? Broken.

I limped to Peacocks, having just written a blog post saying how amazing their boots are, and listing 2 pairs that I would like. They had the black wedges, but the smallest was a size 5, and the ladies in the shop told me that they often only get 1 or 2 pairs of size 4.  New Look was even worse, the boots were ghastly, and even if they had fitted, I wouldnt have bought them.  So I ended up purchasing some slippers and hobbling to work, late, wet from the pouring rain, sad, and in a bad mood. I couldn’t believe that it had actually happened, one of my worst fears, that my shoes would break.  I never in my wildest nightmares imagined it would happen to these. I was genuinely devastated.

I cant bring myself to throw the boots out, so Im trying to think of something artistic to do with them.  After all, they deserve no less.  Thank you United Nude, for making the best boots in the world.