Theyé─˘re back!! I thought this generation of gals had beaten the system. During the past decade Ié─˘ve noticed how working women cast aside high heeled shoes for comfortable lower-heeled dress shoes. Those who didné─˘t choose the latter, decked their feet in chunky looking shoes. One might call them é─˙sturdyé─¨, but by all means, call them é─˙comfortableé─¨.
I thought the women of today wouldné─˘t get dragged back into those glamorous looking shoes that are killers but lately Ié─˘ve 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. Heré─˘s had knives that sprung from the toe.
The high fashion shoes today doné─˘t need Mrs. Klegé─˘s 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, thaté─˘s 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