"Last minute" meeting around the UK?

[Ludovic]

Nice evening. Thanks for sharing!

I like the Dune shoes as well.

Edited April 29, 2012 by Ludovic

[FastFreddy2]

Thanks for sharing!

Always a pleasure.

I'm sometimes tempted not to. Ventures into London are seldom uneventful, and even the smallest event can be made important, if enough detail is provided to convey a picture of the situation.

London is a capital city, and one that's been around for over 2000 years. Most of the open media [uncontrolled by government] uses the English language, so VIP visitors and camera crews from all over the English speaking world visit the city. We have the Olympics here this year, and the Queens Diamond Jubilee, so no surprises the usual city buzz is getting buzzier!

What is [sadly] a constant source of disappointment to me, is either the lack of ventures from like minded men wearing heels, or the lack of a write up about them when they do happen. I'm not getting 'down' on anyone. Thing is, most of us think their adventures are of little or no interest. That just isn't true! Any of us doing anything is interesting, and further write ups have the potential to help those, who are still struggling to come to terms with their - perhaps unusual - interest. We all feel better/more enthusiastic about an interest, if we know we are part of a group. I know I was very pleasantly surprised to find I was one of many, rather than one of [a very] few.

Over on the other site, where traffic is fairly frequent, few people there arrange meetings in the UK. And the same handful of people tend to write about their adventures out in heels. VERY few of those if any, reporting bad responses. Sure, some people don't like men in heels, a few find it amusing. For the most part, the majority I suspect, don't have an interest/opinion one way or the other. Well, as long as the shoes aren't 6" stripper heels worn with a mini skirt that is. Neither of which could be worn by me......

So as trivial as my days out might seem to me and Mrs Freddy, I'll keep reporting them, while I'm still fit enough to have them.

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Edited April 30, 2012 by FastFreddy2

[hh4evr1]

Sounds like you had a good evening. I like the Dune heels too. Are they suede or leather? as I would like a leather pair sometime.

The pair your wife likes are also nice.

Carvella also have alot of nice shoes/boots. I have the Carvella dana courts.

Edited April 30, 2012 by hh4evr1

[FastFreddy2]

Sounds like you had a good evening. I like the Dune heels too. Are they suede or leather?

Suede. Very 'on trend', but not very good for me. I think suede is okay for hiding heels at night, but very dark for daytime use? Meaning not very many men wear black suede shoes. Some might, but not very many.

I had a couple of minutes, so I've done some screen shots of the KG's.

The ones that took my eye are the Carvela Attack, at £120. I'm sure I saw some in red patent too, but the black patent came with a bow, and had a different name. The screen shots show the 'Assault' style (again in black suede).

[FastFreddy2]

Continued ...... (had to do a second post to correctly place the piccies).

Maybe the reason the Attack wasn't available in black patent without a bow, is the longstanding KG Eden, at £150. I've seen this style around for about 3 years that I can remember. I saw it first as a £140 leather shoe. Too rich for me, and it's a court shoe, which I can't see me wearing out anywhere [as yet].

Anyway, that's the shoe show done.

[FastFreddy2]

Will be going to London over the weekend.

The weather forecasters have reported some dry weather Saturday afternoon and some of Sunday daytime. If it turns up, I'll be doing some walking around in heels, possibly along Camden High Street.

The High Street has a nasty cobbled pavement, with contours that share more than a passing likeness to a ploughed field, so no stiletto's.

I'll try to remember to take a camera, so I can share the sights.

Other places in the UK .... Scotland [500 miles North] is expected to feel temperatures of -6 degrees.

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[FastFreddy2]

Latest weather for today:

Local, -1 C tonight, reaching a heady 9' C if the Sun can make an appearance.

London, not quite as low overnight, but not getting any higher than 9' C tomorrow either.

These temperatures are more typical of a sunny winters day...... Not really enthusing me to trudge up and down Camden High Street, so may have to give it a miss. The large stores in Brent Cross and Oxford Street have more appeal in this weather. [Yep I know; "wimp". ]

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[FastFreddy2]

Once again braved the elements unexpectedly, and went to Camden.

Remembered the camera, but it's either faulty, in need of a charge, or both. Either way, the bloomin' thing got left in the car after all. Took some low grade photo's with my old camera phone that I'll post very soon. Did a number of artistic 'cobble' shots..... In the hope of illustrating my remarks about heel hazards.

Spent nothing, despite trekking around the place for almost 3 hours. Full report to follow.

[shyguy]

Looking forward to the full report, don't always comment but always a good read.

[FastFreddy2]

Got two images to edit [remove distractions] and we are good to go.

Gonna be a 'warts and all' story though. Sorta critque of the place as a venue ......

[FastFreddy2]

Photo's edited and uploaded.

Nearly 2 a.m. so time to call it a day. Will try to get write up done tomorrow night.

Looks like I might be going to Reading this week. Any takers?

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Edited May 8, 2012 by FastFreddy2

[FastFreddy2]

[Part 1 of 2]

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Background:

I've been visiting Camden Sunday market for well over 30 years. Back then a girlfriends girlfriend, used to hire a stall at the [temporary] market end on Sundays. She would buy old clothes from charity shops and jumble sales in the week, and make a living by selling them on the Sunday. She'd pay for the pitch on the day, on a first-come-get-better-pitch basis. The market was set up on derelict land next to a railway. There were shops along the high street, but the main interest was the part-time market held on the weekend.

The young and trendy [me ] would visit, looking at the interesting Goth clothes, and marvel at the makeup worn by other [often international] visitors. It was THE place to shop for Goth clothes and vintage styles. There were one or two shops that sold rubber gear, and 'special interest' footwear. No guesses for why I liked the place.

The market was great for start-up ventures in the clothing design and retail business. Over a short and inexpensive period, you could float an idea, and if it sold, you had a winner. If it didn't, you thought again. It was a great place to get new styles, that were originals at sensible money. *

Thirty years later ..... the fella who used to rent out the stalls is now a millionaire. The place is highly commercialised, and probably pulls in half of Camden Councils tax revenues. It's drab, but it's not poor. More on that later.

Why go?

Camden for me, has in the past been somewhere I might expect to see anything. In the days when I used to go to "do's" dressed as a girl, I might buy some of my femme stuff there. In fact I can now distinctly remember buying two pieces there. One a size 8 red leather mini skirt. I tried it on in the shop before spending the £30 ..... Was there with my [hairdresser] live-in girlfriend, and no-one batted an eye. Very cosmopolitan then? That would have been circa 1985/6. [boy George era.] The second piece bought around the same time, was some clothing that I can only describe as a 'costume' bodice, made for me in a style sold by a designer* operating from inside the Electric Ballroom. [A dance hall rented out to nouveau designers on Sundays.]

2012.

The place is very commercial. 15-20% of some areas are food outlets, often of an international flavour. Vietnamese 'street' food, Caribbean, and Indian style meals are popular. This time around I saw something described as Dutch (something) I nearly succumbed to; spoon sized crepe/pancake mix cooked in almond shaped hollows. 6 or 8 of these to a portion, with runny Nutella drizzled over them served in a paper cone. Eaten with a toothepick I think. Yum!

There is a core retail street built around a through road. Shops either side, with what was, a large temporary market at one end. There has always been two other markets there. A street market, and a covered one inside an old shed. The old shed got badly burned up a number of years ago [5?] and maybe made world news. The older temporary market has been developed, as Camden Council can't charge rates [local occupation tax] on temporary stalls. It can on anything with a fixed roof.

The burned up shed has been refurbished, and may have coincided with the development of the old temporary market, into permanent shops. The place seems to get larger everytime I visit.

Years ago, there was plenty of free parking, usually less than 5 minutes away from the shopping areas. Now, parking fees everywhere, and surprisingly expensive. £4 an hour is common. You are encouraged then, to travel in on public transport.

On the day:

We were going to make a day of it if the weather held up.

I had a builder around in the morning. He was originally visiting on Saturday, but a late change of plan meant he came around to my home/building site, close to 11am on Sunday instead. He left at almost 2pm. Well, there's plenty for him to look at and discuss.

We arrived around 3.30pm. Sounds late, but to make even that time, I went without breakfast and lunch.

The place was extremely busy, especially given the unseasonably cool weather. We made to the two shops I travel there to visit, even if I'm only there for thirty minutes. [Passing though on my way to some other place.] That is the SELECT girls clothing store, where I've had some good finds with their shoes and boots. The other is the ALDO Outlet store. There are quite close together, so a visit to both can be concluded in 15 minutes. Or about £1.20 in parking speak.

At this position, we are at one end of the part of the High Street that might be considered the 'market'. The next kilometre Northwards, is the interesting bit for Sunday shoppers, and visiting tourists. We walked up towards the lock, past that and under the railways line, into the developed old market, returning on the other side of the road via the redeveloped old shed back down toward ALDO. By this time it was close to 6pm, so we sat in Costa, and had a large glass of hot chocolate before starting the 50 minute car journey home.

Here is a Google link:

http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?q=NW1+7PJ&hl=en&ll=51.539009,-0.142694&spn=0.006313,0.015664&sll=51.539011,-0.142695&sspn=0.000398,0.000979&t=h&hnear=London+NW1+7PJ,+United+Kingdom&z=16&layer=c&cbll=51.53912,-0.142783&panoid=zHRo6dxkWGtl0_4g_LDR9Q&cbp=12,352.36,,0,-0.99

Move the Yellow Man on the left hand side of the map, and drop him right next to the Underground icon marked Camden Town.

If this view is orientated correctly, Barclays and Footlocker will be on your left. The Underground and two red public phone boxes on your right. Just past the Underground on the right, you'll see a place label for Electric Ballroom, mentioned earlier.

A little further up the road on the left past Superdrug and Holland & Barrett, is a little entrance headed Market Hall. Please remember this, as it gets mentioned in Part 2 of 2.

If you are inclined to, it's possible to use Google Maps Streetview to move your journey along the street. There is an open air street market on the right. The old shed area is also on the right past the canal bridge. The old market is on the left past the overhead railway bridge, and is mostly hidden by a high wall. There are some shops on the right hand side of the road, opposite. One of them used to be a leather clothing shop, where I know you could buy leather skirts. Also along there, is a couple of shoe shops. The right hand one, is where Mrs Freddy spent £150 on some OTK boots [on a whim] because they had fur around the tops of them. Owned them perhaps 7 or 8 years, never been worn!

Summary:

You have some personal history of association with Camden, and an indicator of the changes through the last 30 years.

Also, time of arrival and route taken, with landmarks laid out. An indicator to look and feel of the venue.

Part 2 brings you ...... Detail of the experience, and pictures taken on the day.

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Edited May 9, 2012 by FastFreddy2

[FastFreddy2]

I have a couple of 'outs' to parking charges in Camden.

One is to park in Morrisons, and enjoy 2 hours free parking. The other is to take someone with me, who currently has a recognised walking impediment, that provides certification for free parking. As this was going to be a full visit, I took the second option.

As before, we arrived later than planned. The weather had held up, and while it was cool and overcast, it was dry and not too windy. We needed to wear outdoor jackets, but we kept warm too by walking.

We found a parking spot where I've parked a number of times before. It's in a parallel road to the High Street, but just far enough from the market for other visitors to be unaware of its availability. Consequently, there are usually spaces to be had until the charges cease at 6pm.

We left the warmth of the car and made straight to >> SELECT << which is a retail group tilted toward the not overly well off girls fashion market for [say] 18 to 24 year olds. This shop has provided me with a couple of surprises, including boots with 5" heels [no platforms] and just about the most wearable stiletto courts with 4½" heels I've owned for a long time. They look and feel stunning, and came in at £12.

Sadly, inside the shop there was no temptation, so we went Northward across the busy junction toward the market. The junction is just outside Camden Town tube station, and co-incides with the link I posted before.

Along the West side of the road [lefthand side if you looked at the Google link] there are quite a few shops with shoes for sale. Very few selling shoes only, though they are there, but many clothes shops with a range of shoes too. Our first visit was to one of the two London based ALDO Outlet stores. [The other is in Wood Green, and I have mentioned that store a couple of times before.]

The place was very crowded. This might otherwise afford the opportunity for some voyeurism, but shoppers where too busy to stop and show off their personal selections. I didn't see a single style I wanted to try, so we left.

At this time we were perhaps 20 minutes into our day, and this is often as long as I need. But today we carried on Northward toward the market proper.

Here are some pictures I took on the day, to you an impression of what we had to contend with on the pavements:

Crowd 1

Crowd 2

Crowd 3

Crowd 4

Crowd 5

Crowd 6

Crowd 7

I tried hard to avoid every shoe shop, and only succumbed a couple of times. I was more than aware this wasn't my day, but an our day. With something like every 5th shop having shoes in, it was quite a struggle...... For the most part they are 'boutique' shops outside of a retail chain. If I'm honest, not the sort of place I might normally buy from, unless they were close enough for speedy returns or well known enough to me personally, that I could buy with confidence.

As any traveller gets closer to the market end, the smells of spicy cooking food start to draw a hunger, even if there wasn't one.

This is a view of the Camden Lock, just as we approached the market, which is on the far side of the canal:

Camden Lock East side.

Once we leave the roadside pavement, we are into the cobbled territory. Some photo's; including one or two 'arty' ones in keeping with the feel of the area:

Cobbles 1

Cobbles 2

Cobbles 3

Cobbles 4

So no wonder, that at such an exotic place, I'm having to wear >> these << sturdy boots.

Once inside the market area, I was shocked at how much of the retail space was set to food stalls. In this particular area, more than half the Traders were selling food, and was the location of the Dutch crepes I'd mentioned earlier. As we were both there for the browsing, we moved onward.

We must have spent the better part of 40 to 50 minutes walking around. Highlight of the initial walk was spotting >> these << very attractive heels on a foreign visitor.

I realised some of the old [original] market space had been turned from temporary stalls, into newly developed boutique style roofed premises. Many of these having little more than say 30 to 40 square feet of floorspace, though there were a reasonable amount with larger spaces for retailing too. What also surprised me, was the lack of diversity. I saw no fetish cloth stores (and I was looking), and almost no interesting shoe stalls. The exception was being run by a fellow with bright yellow hair of about 40, who scared the bejesus out of me. I'm not usually the timid sort, but walking into his 'store' would have meant practically rubbing shoulders with him, and possibly turning my back to him. Not going to happen ......

We walked further, and found one of the newly developed areas held a subterranean surprise that I'd never seen before >> Lower shopping/eating area << And did not visit this time.

The bronze effect horses and four wheeled conveyancing, being an icon style left in several places. I assume the place was once a horse and cattle market? No surprises if it were, given the proximity to a railway [often placed next to major roadways], and the remaining road route Northward through Camden of course.

Eventually we popped out of the original market, crossing the road toward the market held under a large shed that had burned a few years ago.

The area had been refurbished to look exactly as it used to, old and dirty. Some might call it 'shabby chic'? To me it still looks old, dirty, and belonging to a pre-war time that most Europeans have since removed. What didn't help my impression of the place, was a 20 something year old Asian looking fella, giggling to his stall-holder mate about my footwear. Mindful my earlier statements about the cosmopolitan history of the place, this 'amusement' from a stall holder was fairly unwelcome. I might expect such a response from one of the local juveniles to me, with no concept or understanding of the diversity in taste possible by folk, but from a stall holder in Camden?

At this time, I'd pretty much given up expecting much more from the day. I was starting to get tempted toward a hot drink, but the two of us opted to wait until the end of our walk and the Costa Coffee shop 50 yards from our parked car. It was a shame it wasn't warmer, with someone else driving, and a cold beer on hand.....

The Lock from the West bank >> Camden Lock West side << You can just make out the lock under the bridge.

So feeling a little frustrated, I took the picture of the lock, and decided we ought to go homeward. Just as we were leaving the market, a couple walked into the market with her wearing, what no-one I know would describe as 'shopping shoes'. Instantly my day started to look up.

Well, I spent the better part of 10 minutes trying to get a photo, and gave up. My 'escort' [who expects but doesn't enjoy such behaviour] let her displeasure be known, and I conceiving the futility of my situation, we left.

We crossed the bridge back over the canal again, on our return journey. I stopped on the bridge, looking for both an 'arty' canal view, and a further crowd picture to include here [which I got]. While stopped, the couple who must have followed us out of the market minutes later, both stopped too and stood next to us! I'd got my camera phone setup to take pictures too...... [Even I've got to get lucky sometime.]

This is the highly edited outcome >> Camden shopping shoes << .......

After taking the photographs, it would be true to say my humour returned to its normal place. We carried on walking South toward the parked car, stopping only once to visit a shop I knew kept Pleaser or Ellie style shoes. Sadly, only disappointment to report again. The shop was half the size it used to be, with possibly half the original stock it had two years ago, the only stock on the shelves. Nothing to try on, and nearly as many sales staff as customers, who were fussing around trying to make a sale. [if I want help, I'll ask.] A shop I spent half an hour in 2 years ago, got just 2 [uncomfortable] minutes this visit....

So we walked back to a place I'd mentioned in Part I, close to the Electric Ballroom, called Market Hall? Foolishly [i can say in hindsight], I decided we should walk in. Biggest mistake of the day ...... Not only were there few customers in there, [so no 'cover' for the noise of my boots] but stallholders were looking to pounce on the few customers who ventured in. I guess a few noticed my footwear....

The back of the place was practically empty, and had a nice shiny floor. On one spot, so shiny I nearly ended up on my backside when my heel slipped from under me. Fortunately I managed to recover the slide, and stay on my feet. But I'd done it right under the nose of a stall holder, who was startled enough to ask if I was okay? "Yes thanks" came my reply, but I was shaken.

We walked back past the stall holders in the entrance alley, 'running the gauntlet' again, with me trying to hold my head high.

We got to Costa a little past 6pm. We sat at the front of the shop where we have in the past, to try to enjoy the look of the many varied personalities that might pass the shop. However, Camden managed to thwart that by having some roadworks right outside the shop. Our view was of some shuttering.... Didn't stop us enjoying the warmth, a well earned sit down, and some delicious hot chocolate.

We got back to the car, and journeyed home.

Talking on the way back, I mentioned more than once how commercial the place had become. Many many stalls selling identical clothing. Much of this limited to a narrow range of styles too. Even the shoe shops all seemed to be using the same source for their stock. Yes I am being cynical, but does being cynical automatically mean I'm wrong? One thing is for sure, my subsequent vists are likely to be the 30 minute ventures while I'm en-route somewhere more interesting.

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Edited May 14, 2012 by FastFreddy2

[FastFreddy2]

In wanting to get the Camden visit written up, I almost forgot to mention the Milton Keynes gig.

Mrs Freddy had (some more) time off, with this break following the May Bank Holiday. With poor weather reported, and her getting increasingly bored watching me with a paint brush [or camera] in hand, we went for lunch out, with some window shopping either side of that.

Every time I go there, I remember too late, at the previous visit I promised myself I wouldn't return. Must have made that promise maybe 4 times - so far. The shops and Mall are fine, but finding parking at reasonable cost from 9am-6pm gets more difficult every time I go there. Even parking a half a mile away [okay, 400 yards] costs, thankfully a very reasonable 30p an hour. Parking closer, I think £1-20 an hour. Not bank breaking, but this is still in the open air, with other vehicles parked close to your own.

Anyway, after a successful visit to TK Maxx at Bletchley where a new suitcase was purchased for herself, we took the scenic route towards the shops. [scenic route means; took wrong turn on roundabout, and got lost. ]

Visited all the big stores. Walked what seemed like miles. Had a nice luncheon in Pret [Crayfish and rocket sarnie of course], with a particularly strong cup of coffee.

Went into Jessops looking at an Olympus Touch, twice. [Had to wait for battery to be charged.] Got impressed with camera, less so with red [pink] colour.

Finally ended up in John Lewis, having talked myself into buying a Sony Bloggie at a greatly reduced price, without having first checked out it suitability. [Taking pictures bit, worked fine. Turns out it doesn't like connecting to PC's though.]

To this point, my 4 inch heels had either been invisible to all, or viewers discretion outperformed my eyesight......

At the J.L. Collection point, I was helped by a young fella, while Mrs F continued to remark her feet were getting sore, and she was getting bored/hungry, but mostly hungry.

Another customer was already there when we arrived, and waiting for someone to bring his purchase from deep inside the store, or possibly the next town. [He was still waiting when we left.] Possibly he wasn't listening, when they told him there's be a delay of 30 minutes after he made the purchase? I did listen, so we had a walk around before attempting to collect the camera.......

So this fella is there .... Older man, beard, bit of a belly. Got dressed in the dark ..... But him with mostly nothing to do. He decides my boots are REAL interesting, and almost can't take his eyes off them. EVERY time I looked, he was staring at my feet. In the end, I stuck one foot out so he could get the full profile, and just waited for him to look at them. He did of course. I ignored him looking by pretending to watch the TV playing to one side of us.

My camera turned up, and we left.

For about 10 seconds after, I was frustrated [and glad] that I hadn't challenged him. Mrs F would have been unhappy, I might have been shown a yellow card by JL .... Plus it would have made me no better than him. [ie. Rude.]

Walking out into the cool evening air, helped me forget him. Shame he was there, he put a crimp in an otherwise uneventful day. Apart from getting lost, once [or twice]. [Note to self, "Must find loose/lost page 32 of AA Road Atlas".]

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Edited May 18, 2012 by FastFreddy2

[FastFreddy2]

Reading visit tomorrow.

Natural disaster the only thing can stop me. [i probably shouldn't be making that sort of remark ...... ]

[FastFreddy2]

Summer has finally arrived. We are on our 3rd or 4th day of warmth. The Sun is out and temperatures are soaring. I should be thinking; where am I going out in heels?

Of course the cruel hand of fate has dealt me a stiff back from painting a ceiling the other day. [spent so much time with my neck bent upwards, I thought it was going to break!] Seems I strained some muscles in my back, holding the roller against the ceiling for so long, without working my way into it. [No previous practice at all.]

I can barely move without a stoop, and now appear to be much older than my years. [i hope.]

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[FastFreddy2]

P.S.

"Summer" lasted a week.

We are currently experiencing heavy rain, unseasonably cool temperatures, and 40-50mph winds. Feels like October. It just keeps raining, and raining, and raining.

Supposed to be some respite tomorrow, so I plan to venture out.

I expect to be at Brent Cross tomorrow afternoon. It'll be busy, so I might tempt fate with some higher heels than usual. Probably not a smart move if I plan to visit Fenwicks shoe section. First thing I think the the girls look at, is your footwear.

Might be they are keen to spot a sales opportunity, by sizing up your usual 'spend' budget. Or they might be like me .... Believe you can get an indicator of someones personality by their choice of shoe.

If it stays warm and dry, I might be tempted to visit Oxford Street too.

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Edited June 8, 2012 by FastFreddy2

[FastFreddy2]

The visit to Brent Cross almost passed without hiccup.

Wore my 4" heeled HD boots, as I was not going to feel comfortable in 4¾" heels during my first public outing for quite a while. I did take them with me, in case I went to Oxford Street, but we didn't get that far into the centre of London.

As it turned out, wearing the HD boots was a blessing in disguise......

We must have spent something like 4 hours at the shopping centre. Did a lot of looking, and I (hopefully) got a few pictures of woman wearing their high shopping heels. It was a pleasant afternoon out, with me enjoying my heels.

When we arrived, I had noticed the Lipsy shop there, had >> these << in black with gold shiny heels out on a display stand. Not only did they have them out, they had the largest size they sell - a UK7 - out on display too. The shop was busy, with a lot of children running around, so it wasn't appropriate to try the shoe then. I decided I would try later.

Much later, a good 3 hours later, me and my escort tried to create an opportunity for me to try the shoes. This time, one of the assistants was adjusting the shoe stand when we arrived. Both a little weary, we left the shop and sat on a bench outside for a short while, to await easier access to the shoes.

While we are both sitting on the bench outside the shop, my escorts work colleague walks up to us, with his wife, and his mother!

As my feet are already tucked under the bench, she and I are hoping no-one has noticed my boots. The four of them get chatting, and I try to become invisible. No such luck. Her work colleague knows what I look like, and eventually the whole family looks over and says 'hello'. I stay seated, and shake hands while still connected to the bench. [something I would never normally do.]

I chat with him, while the three girls had a natter. The subject of our conversation: motorbikes. Very apt, given I'm wearing Harley Davidson boots, though I'm keeping quiet about this at the moment.

After 5 more minutes, the party breaks up, and we are left alone again. We pop into Lipsy and I try the shoe. A little too small for me, but at least I finally tried them on. After we leave the shop, we take a veeeeery slow walk to the car park, so not to bump into anyone there we know (again).

By this time, it's almost 7pm and the centre is about to shut. We are not decided if we are going further into London (though it seems unlikely), but I elect to use the toilet before we leave. I mention how [un]amusing it might be if I clip-clop into the Mens Room, and my escorts work colleague is in there? We have taken some time to arrive at the toilets, so chances are very slim. I enter, and he's not there.

I wash my hands, and leave the Mens Room. As I do so, I look right [toward the Ladies] and find myself waving to the Wife and Mother, we'd spoken to 15 minutes ago. They have to walk towards me to leave. I turn left a good ten paces in front of them, and effectively lead them out of the corridor. I'm hoping the length of my jeans hides my heels...... I'll know if they did, by about 10am Monday morning.

We left quickly, trying to avoid a further meeting.

Once in the car, we decide driving further into London would only provide us with a bigger choice of restaurants, and neither of us is particularly hungry. We arrive back at the home town, around 40 minutes later.

Soooo glad I wasn't wearing my higher, thinner heeled boots.

Reason for edit: Typo's.

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Edited June 10, 2012 by FastFreddy2

[hh4evr1]

Sounds like you had a fairly good time, despite meeting people you/your eacort knew.

I like the Lispy shoes you tried on. They seem to have a very slim heel.

[FastFreddy2]

Sounds like you had a fairly good time, despite meeting people you/your eacort knew.

I like the Lispy shoes you tried on. They seem to have a very slim heel.

Looks like I got away with it too, or at least the work colleague is being sympathetically discreet.

The shoes were nice to look at, and felt quite pleasant to wear. I would not have them over the Schuh Lois I already have though, and certainly not at £70. I have a thing for a pair of metal heeled [or metal effect heels] that still hasn't been addressed.

Silver/metal heeled boots were quite popular some 3 or 4 years ago. I should have been looking then.

[Love4heels]

When I go to and from work, I wear my 4" boots. So from the parking area to my office and back, I often meet and pass my colleagues...so far no questions or comments.

But I dont wear thin heels, I only wear block heels.

I dont know if they notice or not...

But as U, I`m always concerned about meeting people I know..

Edited June 12, 2012 by Love4heels

[FastFreddy2]

...... I only wear block heels. I dont know if they notice or not...

But as U, I`m always concerned about meeting people I know..

I seldom wear thin heels. They are more obvious, and more easily damaged walking in the street.

The mall I was at, is getting on for 20 miles from where I live. I had (perhaps foolishly) thought I was far enough from home, to avoid anyone I was likely to know. If we hadn't have been sitting, I'm sure we would have been missed.

While I am concerned about being 'busted', by people I know, I'm not overly cautious. It's part of what I am, and I'm too long-in-the-tooth to have sleepless nights worrying over my dress style. What does concern me, is my dress sense embarrassing my wife, or others that know me. While just about every girlfriend I've ever had knew/knows about my interest in wearing heels, not all of them signed up to be seen as a strong supporter.

My mother thinks I should wear them all the time if it's what I want, but at 83, she's pretty much off with the fairies most days.

I think that if you've been walking around in 4" heels, amongst people who see you regularly, they know. Your boots would be pretty convincing as regular cowboy boots, but that heel height would be pretty high for a man's boot.

If no-one has made a comment, it suggests folk are not so bothered it's worth talking about it. In my little world, menfolk would have no hesitation in 'ribbing' me about it constantly. Your dress code seems to be quite discreet, so there's maybe no reason for anyone to get upset (or threatened). I hope you enjoy the situation as much as I would like to.

[Love4heels]

My wife say...if u wear your heels with a pride and confidence, u can wear heels anywear, anytime.

But if u try to hide and u are not comfortable, it does not look any nice and u should not wear them.

That is a good point thow...

[Ludovic]

You got a good wife Love4Heels!

Freddy, always nice to read you!

[FastFreddy2]

But if u try to hide and u are not comfortable, it does not look any nice

It is. I'd go so far as to say it could be applied with heels, and without.

You got a good wife Love4Heels!

Agreed too. Good taste in shoes, good taste in women. <insert "green-eyed" emoticon here>

Freddy, always nice to read you!

And you, thought we'd lost you!