Pumped up or flattened out – the head to foot link

For some reason whenever I buy new converse, I...

Today feeling flattened out and loving it. Zip Zang Zoom.

You may not think of this often, if at all, and especially if you are a guy, but I came to a realization just the other day. I was in the midst of standing in line at the checkout to buy my new boots. It came to me that the height of my heels I chose to wear was directly related to the job or activity for the day. Ever since I stopped working in the 9-5 work-o-drama, I’ve been flattened out, so to speak, and that is why I am buying boots with flat heels.

Women seem to have a unique relationship with their footwear. Do we start with the outfit or the shoes? Do we base these decisions on the weather, how happy, energized, or sexy we feel? Perhaps.

There seems to be a perceptible difference in my comfort level if the heel type does not match what I am doing in the day, like going in and out of the car, up stairs, carrying bags and stepping over puddles. It’s when you notice the type of shoes you are wearing that it becomes annoying. It’s just not practical and really slows you down. Maybe its related to how much outside weather I will encounter.

When sitting at a desk job, wearing high heels is easy and is the best thing. You don’t have to walk much, it snazzes up any outfit and I believe people view you with a bit more stature, both literally and figuratively speaking. I always wore heels when working at the office and when other women wore heels I looked at them a little differently.

If we sit on a café terrasse and watch passers by, we can start to draw-up stories of these anonymous porters of varying footwear. We imagine where they are coming from or going based on the shoe, yes, but also how it’s worn, with what ensemble and the pace of the walker.

Take the converse sneaker. Thanks to a friend, I own a pair. I zip along here and there, run errands and nary a thought to the shoe. I am focused and thinking about the time, the task and getting it done fast all the while planning dinner and a list of emails I have to send. I could just as well wear my hot leopard print Stuart Weizmann pumps. I love wearing them, but I move more carefully, surveying the terrain for any pitfalls or plain dirt. If I’m not checking my step, I am thinking about how great they look, who may be checking them out; and if there’s enough walking involved, maybe even how they may start to hurt. With all that going through my head, I can’t think of all the other things I have yet to do.

The idea starts to take form. When I’m feeling pumped up, I won’t have to deal with weather, I have time to enjoy myself, be relaxed or at the very least be sitting most of the time. If I’m feeling flattened out, I need to move a lot, quickly or bounce from inside to outside.

Many a time I’ve wanted to wear a certain outfit that requires a high heel to properly finish it off but I wasn’t feeling particularly pumped up. That’s not to say flats are not pretty and nice. I have those too. There is a difference in the footwear women choose to wear and it directly correlates to and affects their thoughts, what they may accomplish that day, how they carry themselves, how others view them.

It’s the thoughts being affected that are the most interesting one. Regardless of how others view us what is most important is how we are feeling inside and essentially where our head is. Our thoughts and feelings create our experience, lead us to choose between options and have a ripple effect not only in our own lives but also in all those that we touch. It is powerful. Yet it is sometimes difficult to get to know our true feelings and deep down thoughts about things with so many distractions around us both from external stimuli as well as our own shallow conscious thoughts. If I am thinking about my shoes, it takes up space of some more meaningful thoughts. This is not an absolute. I’m sure there are many women who wear platform high heels and other crazy pedestrial appendages and are quite in touch, successful and happy, but I don’t know. At the moment I’m absorbed in the meaning of my shoes.

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