27th November, 2006
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You know how it is when you’re out Christmas shopping: a present for him, a present for me; a present for her, a present for me, and so it goes. So, there I was in The Bay, and something led me to the shoe department. Once there, I decided to try on a pair of that incredibly adorable new style of boots. You know the kind with the stiletto heel, and they’re skin-tight.
They were super comfortable immediately, so I bought them. I thought how wonderful they would look with my outfit for the Women in Wine event at Cedar Creek Winery. This annual events attracts some very nattily-dressed women, so I wanted to fit right in.
Yesterday at noon my friend Sharon came over, and I got dressed for the event. I felt pretty damn sharp in a striped long jacket over black pants, and the finishing touch—the spiky-heeled boots. Sadly, however, it had snowed heavily and so the ground was covered in it. I then discovered that though quite revolutionary, a boot made from thin rubber is actually ice-cold the moment it encounters a cold temperature. I also realized the lack of grip on the bottom was going to present a small challenge.
A spiky stiletto heel in deep snow would be laughable, but attach material to the top of the shoe, and call it a boot, and you’ve got yourself some fun to watch. I needed Sharon’s arm coming and going once I’d stepped outside. The style is quite similar to the idea of binding a woman’s foot. You are completely incapable of moving about independently.
I felt quite proud of myself at the event, as the article about my fruitcakes was in that day’s Province newspaper. Of course I’m hoping sales will go up at the stores that carry them as a result. If not, I will have a whole lot of fruitcakes ready to go for next year! And let’s face it, one can never have too many fruitcakes ripening.
And just like fruitcakes, one can’t possibly have too much footwear. I’m thinking that now that I have the true outdoor boot (one with a fur-lining and sturdy heel bought one July for $25.00 at Liquidation World), and what appears to be a purely decorative, indoor boot, I now need a third pair that would straddle both worlds. I saw some very chic boots at the Cedar Creek event, so must obsess about this magical pair of boots until I stumble onto them.
I suppose my hands will tremble a bit when I find them, just as they did at Costco the other day when I found my beloved Wensleydale Cheddar with cranberries. I’d waited eleven months to taste its creamy, sweet sharpness, and now here, at last, I was holding it again. I can almost feel the soft leather in my hands.