March 11th 2019
The winestain red DMs, the blue suede ones I bought her for Christmas, those black spikes for going tick tick tick along hotel corridors, riding boots, the mules, the cute lace ups (I will include Crocs here parenthetically as a nod to social realism and then disregard the reference for the remainder of this post as a shrug to magic realism). I'm happy to admit a shoe fetish. Well, not really. That's an affectation. It's more I'm just interested in women's shoes as a design object and in the influence they have on the way women walk in them.
That cross-stepping thing when in heels. That's an ambling gait, that's learnt. I remember Jack Lemmon being saying he couldn't walk comfortably in heels when dragged up in Some Like It Hot until Monroe told him to cross his steps. So you have to learn those shoes. Sparrow does that in heels, even in heels across cobbles. She's learnt those shoes.
The winestain red DMs, the blue suede ones I bought her for Christmas, those black spikes for going tick tick tick along hotel corridors, riding boots, the mules, the cute lace ups (I will include Crocs here parenthetically as a nod to social realism and then disregard the reference for the remainder of this post as a shrug to magic realism). I'm happy to admit a shoe fetish. Well, not really. That's an affectation. It's more I'm just interested in women's shoes as a design object and in the influence they have on the way women walk in them.
That cross-stepping thing when in heels. That's an ambling gait, that's learnt. I remember Jack Lemmon being saying he couldn't walk comfortably in heels when dragged up in Some Like It Hot until Monroe told him to cross his steps. So you have to learn those shoes. Sparrow does that in heels, even in heels across cobbles. She's learnt those shoes.
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