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Really? I think you need to read more news/propaganda. The rest of the world doesn't share your confidence.... >> clicky << Neither do I. Fat man if building and testing delivery vehicles. 'Rumour' has it, his minions have finally developed an atomic warhead small enough for the delivery vehicles to get to American soil. He has said he will destroy America, once he has the means, it will take a very diplomatic leader with large balls to stop American launching a preemptive strike.

I would think something along the line of a DM boot could hide a 4 inch heel. The trainer style comes pretty close too. I'm not suggesting a hidden heel could look exactly like a regular shoe or carry a regular shoe footprint - as a heeled shoe is obviously shorter overall.... What I am suggesting, is that a hidden heel should be able to pass a casual look. These worn under a trouser, would just look like a regular trainer.

He doesn't have to start one, he only has to provoke NK enough so they make the first move or make sounds like they are about to.

With a population of close to 300 million, there might well be an individual who might consider the sacrifice of one life over 100's of thousands, or even millions, a worthy sacrifice to save so many others. Statistically, it would make sense. Many others have volunteered to make the same sacrifice for the same reason. Brave men though, which I doubt Trump is. As Stalin would suggest, with so many people killed in the US (and many more in other South American countries) what difference would one life make to a statistic that usually sits in the tens of thousands? Especially if the loss of it saved the world from global war? Trump is isolating himself from the people who could and would support his initiatives if he was more a politician, and less of an egotistical megalomaniac. He can't last the full term, as he has cuckolded himself. If he has any sense (unlikely) he will resign under the auspices that politicians "failed to see the need for change, and wouldn't support him". When in actual fact, he alienated anyone who would and could help.

Gentlemen .... I would tentatively suggest, wearing a ladies heel because it looks like a ladies heel, is likely to produce connotations of cross-dressing (androgyny) at best, and transvestism at worst. I have have few experiences myself in wearing an otherwise feminine heel, where I benefited directly from any aesthetic pleasure, save seeing a pointed toe appearing from time to time. While I will agree -since I am as guilty as anyone else is likely to be- I like an attractive shoe, which almost certainly is going to have a high heel attached. But for me, function can surpass form. My Mars-bar shoes ('work, rest and play') are not attractive, but are really really pleasant to wear. Russ has said his motivation is to wear some heels that would pass casual inspection at any event, and especially any family event. The rather obvious solution is a shoe with a hidden heel. It ticks his "bad back" box if the rise is sufficient, and hides or disguises the fact he is wearing a heel sufficiently to avoid cause for concern from his partner. Sadly, the 'lift' in the shoes delivered, fail the primary reason for purchase, despite his care in ensuring that did qualify as being suitable. I would think under usual circumstances, purchasers of this 'lift' shoes, are going to be fellas who might feel height challenged, and are looking for a height boost - hence the accompanying platform with the hidden heel. I too would like to find a shoe that had a hidden heel with a rise of over 4 inches, that might pass casual inspection in most social circumstances. Perhaps something like this: (but not these)

She is well known for her tight fitting clothes, (yay) that accentuates her silhouette. She has done well to keep the shape she has, but I fear she is losing the weight/size control battle. That said, she still has a better figure than most of the Geordie Shore female participants. And quite a lot of the younger chavvy women I see in supermarkets.

It's the head of a stainless pin. In a couple of weeks time, it'll be pulled out. Almost certainly it's there to ensure the repaired toe stays straight (kept straight) while the bone repairs itself. Originally, the toe was so crooked, one of the joints had grow into quite a lump. It made wearing anything other than a very soft shoe, quite a painful experience.

I read again, Trump is in the do-do. (Is he ever out of it?) I heard again today, "will he get assassinated"? Things must be bad, if people in the general populace dislike someone so much, they are looking for their removal by the use of violence. Surely, he must resign or be impeached. His tenancy in the White House is a mockery, to democracy, humanity, and America.

Advice: Don't wear heels >> Part 1 << I don't know this /\ lady personally, but I do know someone who got the same injury, as she stepped out of a taxi (tripping) while wearing a heel. Didn't stop her putting them back on either. Don't wear heels: Part II My walking companion, recovery picture; Bunion shaved, metatarsal broken and realigned. Phalanges shaved, broken and pinned straight. This is the second attempt at straightening this foot. (The op on the other foot worked the first time.) Would she wear a heel again if she could? "Yes".

The next time I had a brush-with-Mr-Reaper, I was nineteen. I was one of the first in my social group to both pass my driving test, and own a car. It was a purple MK1 Cortina. One, very much like this: It was a good car, and I liked it. While I lived close enough to where I worked to walk there, the British weather often encouraged me to drive to work. One lunchtime, myself and two work buddies decided to venture out at lunchtime for food. Leaving the yard where we worked meant around a mile to get to the main road that took us to a town centre. Some 300 yards from the roundabout that would take us onto the main road, it started to rain. As I approached the junction, it became obvious the wiper on my side had some debris under it, and opening the quarter-light (little triangular window in front of the main door window) I got my hand outside and tried to grab the debris as the wiper moved across the screen. With the roundabout fast approaching, I brought my hand back in and when traffic allowed, I turned left and joined the main road to the local town centre. At this point, I believe I asked the front passenger to hold the wheel, while I attempted to grab the debris again. He says I didn't. Me, the car and passengers are now on a straight well made road, with just a sprinkling of water coming down. I put my hand out of the quarter-light window, for a second attempt at removing the debris. Bear in mind I have the foolishness of a novice driver, and hindsight would have had me pull over, but not today. Within a couple of seconds, the front wheel (which I thought someone else was controlling) had us up on the kerb. Realising no-one was steering the car, I grabbed the wheel and turning it, got us off the kerb. Unfortunately, that manoeuvre induced a rear wheel yaw (bit like a small tail-spin) which I then over-corrected, which in turn produced a fish-tail as I battled to straight up the direction of the car. By rights we should have ended up driving into oncoming traffic, Instead, the car did a 180' turn, mounted the kerb and sent us backwards at 30-35mph into a 4ft ditch and the tree line next to the road. Here: This isn't an actual picture of the scene on the day, but it does look suspiciously like it might have on the day.... Once the car stopped moving, a quick assessment found all three of us safe and well, though maybe a little bruised. Almost instantly people arrived, and had us out of the vehicle that sat at about 45' almost resting on the offside (drivers side) of the vehicle. We'd missed other cars/vans/lorries, lamp posts, tree trunks, protruding branches, and having gone into the ditch backwards, no one went through the windscreen. (Back then, even if your car had seat-belts, chances were, they were not used.) To this day, I don't understand how we escaped injury. In fact if it hadn't been for what happened next, the car would have remained almost undamaged too ... One of those who had sought to rescue us, was a pickup driver. He had a chain in his wagon, and offered to pull the car out of the ditch for me. Not wanting the car to stay where it was and draw attention to my poor driving skills, I agreed. Within a couple of minutes, the car was out of the ditch, but now had a bent track-control arm. Only being a half mile or so from home, I nursed it back there and parked it on my side of the family driveway. 15 minutes later still, I was back at work (on time) discussing our lucky escape with my work-mates. It would be two weeks before the magnitude of the incident came home to roost.

My first self-induced-motorised brush with Mr Reaper came while I was 16 years old. I could (wrongly) suggest that I was following a family tradition of two wheeled transport, but the truth was that at 16 I could own a motor scooter or motor bike, and my dress sense was more aligned to scooter ownership. My next door neighbour's son, had kept his scooter from his 'mod' days, and stored it for some years in the family's garage. I acquired the rusting wreck for a modest sum, and made it pretty with some garish purple metallic paint, with matt black side panels. Originally, it looked like this: But the version I bought contained large patches of brown stuff, and very little paint. Despite it being garaged, it had been made in Italy and in those days, there was no such thing as corrosion resistant treatment - ESPECIALLY on Italian vehicles. It took some time, but I got it tidied up, painted, MOT'd, insured, and me with a Provisional license. Yay! I rode it for a week or two, but not venturing far. I wasn't much more than a child (at the time I looked like a child), and these were the days before compulsory crash-helmets were required too. My road skills could be measured in low single digits from a maximum of 100. Not long after my initial short journeys, I started going a bit further afield, and eventually I worked up the enthusiasm to ride to my local town centre. Almost all the outward journey included no drama, until I approached the last roundabout next to the town centre market area, with just a little too much speed. I knew from riding a bicycle that braking when turning, never has a good ending, so having slowed as much as I could, I tried to persuade the scooter around the bend. At the time, these railings didn't have the barrier in front of them .... ... which was in some ways, was lucky for me really. As I rounded the large swept roundabout, it became obvious I wasn't going to make it without incident. I left the road, hopped the kerb, and ploughed into the railings. They stopped me, and the scooter, dead. Two of the railings weren't as straight as they once were, and my scooters front mudguard wasn't as tidy as it once was either. I was bruised, and I'd torn a tassel off my loafer shoes.... A lady who had been waiting at the bus stop came over, and asked if I was alright, which I was. Embarrassed, but okay. I had some scratches on my hands and ankle, but nothing serious at all. I tried to look 'cool', and composed myself, then righted my scooter. The scooter started up, and I rode home. Days later, the bent mudguard was straight and repainted. This, the first of many road accidents, with me in charge.

Nasty. Might be worth trying to sell them on Ebay? With correct detailed description of course. Naming and shaming should be done, especially somewhere like HHp that has a worldwide audience.

Very true. Sadly, not as familiar as I would like.

You are joking surely? Don't know the 56 year old Carol Vorderman, twice winner of "Rear of the Year"?

Old enough to know better, or looks good despite her age? Looks good to me .... And she's wearing a heel ..... Yep, works for me ... Full article >> here <<

You 'buried' it. Hard to imagine a fixation taking any thinking time, if it's been effectively banned? In the great scheme of things, as long as our independent tastes do not harm anyone -including ourselves- none of this stuff matters. My only frustration is that due to social barriers, I probably missed out on wearing a heel a lot more often than I did or do. Since wearing a heel would have almost certainly had a detrimental effect on the condition of my feet, it may well be a good thing I didn't wear them more than I did. Having a good 20 years without wearing a pair for more than 2 minutes, which then only involved checking to see if the ones I owned still fitted before packing them up again, has obviously helped keep my feet in good shape. Literally.

Many people (you in this instance) I think read 'fixated' and 'fetish' as a black and white situation. In reality, I think it's more a greyscale thing, certainly a wedge where people can have their interest rated anywhere from the thin end, to the thick end of the wedge. I would say anyone reading my posts here, would consider me on the thick end of that wedge regarding a heel. Sometimes, although fairly infrequently, they might be right, but those times could be years apart and then only for short periods anyway. Lets compare: When was the last time you wore your long boots, when was the last time you wore your PVC trousers? I last wore a heel for 2 hours on 24th July, and for 10 minutes on and off (photo's) a little less than a week ago. My shiny leggings, not since I did the photo's I posted here. Were I to ask someone; who of the two of us was more interested in an unusual/unique dress sense judging by what they actually wore, would they say me? I propose we are both 'on the scale'. Some days you might be greyer than me, other days, possibly I am the greyer one. Others here, are significantly greyer than us both, on a day to day basis. While defending my interest, I could not deny there are times where even I would consider myself 'fixated' on a heel. And I know I can perform without my partner wearing a high heel, so do I have a fetish for them? Well, as much as I might have for any other bedroom attire I suppose, the difference is I can sometimes see a high heel in the high street, (as I can a really tight calf-length skirt). Your past has affected you, regarding boots, and I think you have found a 'work-around', as have many of us. Some by a closet full of high heels (and other clothing), which is an interest they might or might not share with others. Do any of us bury something unless it's significant? Would there be a need to? There are few behavioural drivers. Shelter and food are not ones we need to worry about these days. Nor heat or clean water. What is left? Sex has caused Kings to give up crowns, and has certainly disrupted my life more than any other single aspect (save an injury.) I don't agree your view about the influence of sex being over-stated, I think it understated. Ask any divorce lawyer.

Well in that case, it's lucky for you that your fixation was't for a car bumper or a paving slab. Of course you realise, all roots are hidden, right? I can't intellectualise the concept any further than I have, but I can see no other driver for the interest you have, or the other truly unusual people that get a thing for paving slaps or car parts. I'd certainly be interested in how someone got a fixation for an inanimate object without a sexualised association. Even women who get a 'thing' for dolls and have large collections, can be explained away with mother/child relationship. (Giving birth.) Given the job your mother did, I can't help but wonder if there was some forgotten memory of an attractive adult women friend of hers you saw in boots, that may have been the precursor to the event you do remember. (Cocking the gun that was fired in high school.) Probably reads better as putting you on the starting blocks, that had you off and running, after that visual event at high school. Almost everything I like, comes down to sex and some sort of sexual attraction. Even a bicycle. Furniture. I'm into simple clean flowing lines. Same with clothing, shoes, women, everything. It's very hard for me to imagine/conceive an alternate driver. But I haven't studied Freud or Jung, so there might well be a myriad of alternates.

And from America if sent using USPS, or that was the case. Some years ago (7-10), one of the sports I was interested in used to have participants with a similar interest ship stuff over from the US, regularly avoiding any import duties. With UK£pound worth nearly two US$dollars, saving on equipment was enormous, staggering in fact. Never happened to me, most likely because I always insisted the true value of the goods I had shipped, were declared for insurance purposes. Due to the US/UK fear of terrorism, movement of goods between the two countries is much more closely monitored than it was. In fact one of the favoured US sellers popular back then, inferred new laws could give him up to 7 years in jail if caught lying about the contents on the shipping manifest. The shoe company I have used in the US (via Ebay) that uses pre-paid import duties, is Apparelsave. I suspect this function is part of the Paypal/Ebay business, and arranged because their international trade must run into billions. If you buy a second pair of the 'riser' shoes, or recommend them, it may be that buying through Ebay could save money? Most shoe retailers, or brands, can be found on Ebay - though not every brand. Some (Nine West) won't allow direct cross-border sales for fear of upsetting local franchised retailers. Outlets like Apparelsave can/will sell any shoe anywhere.

Still with my amateur psychologist head on ..... I very much doubt the first time you ever saw that style of boot, was on that girl. And even if it was, I very much doubt you would have felt the same about those boots if the first time you saw a pair they were in a shop window. From the little I know of the people who write here (most of whom I have met), I would say their interest in a particular shoe style (high heel) is born from a place shared by their libido, if not immediately now, then they had history with it. Mine surely grew from seeing women in a heel (and the style I like) from films and television. When I tried on my mothers shoes, even though at a very young age, it produced stirrings that didn't change until I got so old stirrings were infrequent in any circumstance. Although the 'stirring' situation didn't happen frequently during the course of my life, and there were times - when in social situations - I might be in a very high heel for hours, the overall effect became permanent. I am to a degree, self-trained to enjoy wearing a heel. As a youth, and maybe a bit older , "top shelf" magazines would have reinforced my initial interest in a high heeled woman .... There has always been an association in my life, with high heels and sex. I'm not alone in that notion, it's typical. Not many 'glamour' photo's have models in flat shoes, and there is a well known acronym: C.F.M. shoes ... They aren't flat shoes either... I've taken this notion a step further, but recognising girls/women in a heel, are demonstrating the disposition toward sexual activity. High heel = strong libido. It's something that might be seen as a chicken-and-egg conclusion. Do we men find women with a high heel attractive because (usually being younger and fertile) we are drawn to the 'peacock' style (method) of displaying interest in a liaison? Just as we might see a women wearing blusher and red lipstick. (Biological signs women are ready for sex.) I think the answer is yes, and women play to it, those who want to anyway. Younger girls, competing for the best looking, affluent/stable partners, using their DNA driven methods in a modern guise to secure their favoured choice. What we men can't have (too old, unattractive: personalities/life/physique) we emulate to recover the loss of that missing aspect. Well, those that can. Those of us with partners, can likely get away with something if we dare to push a boundary. Those of us who are single, probably have a special area in a wardrobe ..... Some might have both.

Yes. Actually, I think you are to be commended for putting your money where your mouth is, as it were. True, they will not be as attractive as some feminine styles, but you'll be out in heel. Yay! As to the RM/UPS/Fedex type admin fee for paying your import duties at source for you, this can be avoided with some US suppliers. Ebay (for example) has a procedure for up-front payment of duties. While it means you won't ever escape all duties as some do, at the least the outrageous 'admin' charge is avoided.

Works for me.

Wearing my amateur psychologist head, I'm going to suggest a couple things about this, that may well mimic my own experience and beliefs. 1. Pretty girl (crush) and boots were imprinted. I believe you see the two as one, and the feeling about this was (and is) so strong, it likely can never be broken, assuming there was/is any interest in disassociating the two. 2. Feelings (guilt/embarrassment/sexual stimulus) about wanting something unobtainable - out of reach - seldom vaporise. Rather, they are sometimes nurtured to the point (previous) social inhibition no longer applies. 3. People (everyone) likes to intellectualise or seeks to intellectualise fundamental human behaviour, learned over 10,000 years of DNA succession. While you wanted the girl and you could not have, you could have the boots. (Transference.) Your initial primal urge was deflected to something, that at least had some potential to satisfy a primal desire. Vertiginous heels have been with us for well over 10 years. Louboutin has become staggeringly wealthy by producing them and then protecting his brand in the courts. For the past year to 18 months, block heels were the thing, and still are -ish. What was Taylor Swift wearing in court today? High black block-heeled boots. I won't deny that high stiletto heels aren't still popular, but flat shoes have had in-roads this summer .... "Barely there" sandals are still popular, and to avoid feet looking like flippers, they have to come with a high heel. But this is all old news. There are two things I don't understand about the consumers continued interest in 'barely there' styles. Firstly, why so popular when so many people (women) have ugly feet? The other is that this style is inherently uncomfortable. Thin straps on a high heeled shoe have got to cut into skin after a short length of time. But retailers still promote the sales in these styles, and they would only do that if there was a market demand for them.

Each to their own. I will agree a slim choker as you prefer is 'dressy' and perhaps even élégant, but I favour the choker style I have enjoyed over the past 40 or so years. Typically thicker, typically black, often velvet too. The fashion/modern version is generally thicker of course. Mrs Freddy bought one made of leather while we were in Ibiza back in 2000 or thereabouts. It was an artisan/locally made fashion product, sold in the midnight market at Elvissa. You'd think it was made for a man's wrist it's so small in diameter. She hasn't worn it for some time, sadly ....

Slits in a pencil skirt are as attractive to me, as a platform on shoes. Might be different if there was a glimpse of stocking on offer, but not in my time. (Unless a girlfriend had decided to have her evil way with my body.) Here is a very modern take on the longer, truly pencil style: