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Killer Shoes of the 1950 - sold
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Theyre back!! I thought this generation of gals had beaten the system. During the past decade Ive noticed how working women cast aside high heeled shoes for comfortable lower-heeled dress shoes. Those who didnt choose the latter, decked their feet in chunky looking shoes. One might call them sturdy, but by all means, call them comfortable.
I thought the women of today wouldnt get dragged back into those glamorous looking shoes that are killers but lately Ive noticed those long pointy-toed shoes are back __shoes that remind me of those weapon-boots worn by Bertha Kleg in the James Bond movies. Hers had knives that sprung from the toe.
The high fashion shoes today dont need Mrs. Klegs knives. Today's dressy shoes have toes are so long and pointed a woman could go out and plant a few dozen tulip bulbs by just jabbing the toe of her shoe into the dirt. A small trowel, thats what they are.
I know of what I speak. I have three pair of those shovel-toed shoes that I bought 52 years ago, one gold, one black lace and one striped. All with killer toes. When I saw the latest fashion ads, I went to the closet, pulled out the hat box containing these old shoes and set one pair alongside the hat box for a painting. Oh yes, along with those vicious looking shoes we wore sheath slim dresses, and rope pearls. God, we were glamorous. God, our feet hurt the next day. Sold

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