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Wear Comfortable Shoes The One Piece of Advice Id Give Is The Topic For The Fourth Virtual Symposium Wear Comfortable Shoes, or, the Joy of Proper Footwear, by Bill  Few things are as debilitating as sore feet. They can make the legs ache and the back clench up in pain. This in turn might well give rise to a throbbing headache mounted on a tightly bound neck. In the words of one Pelham Grenville Wodehouse, writer, “A man's subconscious self is not the ideal companion. It lurks for the greater part of his life in some dark den of its own, hidden away, and emerges only to taunt and deride and increase the misery of a miserable hour.” So too, are tight shoes a poor companion, but they commit their atrocities in the full light of day, not lurking but glaringly obvious just as one is attempting to put one's best foot forward, flaunting the pain they inflict and calmly not to say brazenly undermining one's underpinnings. When I was young I could put up with any old slab of hide wrapping my soles. I was also content to be shod with canvas and rubber or even unshod at all- it made no difference to me. I recall using milk pails at one time when still quite young. I stepped into the pails and grabbed the handles and lurched and clanged through the barn laughing at the joyous racket I made. I was the only one celebrating. The pails now needed to be cleaned again and I was cautioned to keep my goddamn feet out of the freshly washed milk pails henceforth, otherwise I would be furnished with a warm reminder. The point of course being that young people care very little for the utility of their footwear and even less for its comfort. They will eagerly lace on any ridiculous contraption. If it has batteries and lights and perhaps an air pump, so much the better. The price of course is of importance- the more it costs the more coveted it will be. If one's friends have them then one must possess such a shoe oneself. In my own youth when I mentioned with longing to my folks the treasured belongings of a friend I was invited to leave, sooner rather than later, because we were having spaghetti and meatballs for supper and it would be of course more cost effective if I were to make my departure prior to dining. As one grows older fashion in footwear becomes even less practical and even more uncomfortable. It has been common in the past to see young men in sharply pointed and very narrow half boots, and even elevated heels, a sort of unholy and Mephistophelean half breed between a cowboy boot and what is commonly referred to as a fuck me pump. Which, going with the flow, brings us floating smoothly downstream to fuck me pumps. At least we are seated in a canoe and not hiking in those pernicious torture devices. None of the insanely stupid things which young men have ever fastened to their feet can rival fuck me pumps for sheer derangement of the senses and the nerve endings. It has been said that a four inch heel will make a woman's buttocks protrude as much as an extra full quarter inch- 0.635 centimeters. Women persist in inflicting these pumps on their feet and legs in the hope that men will notice those minutely projecting butt cheeks and wish to mate with them. Wishing to entice men to want to mate with them is common among females and wearing fuck me pumps is like towing a giant LCD screen behind them that reads "I am at the height of my cycle- copulate with me NOW! See my buttocks?" And of course, that men notice that posterior and follow its curve down a shapely leg terminating in a fuck me pump will make a woman deleriously happy….unless he should rashly choose to say so, or, even worse, email her a photo of his engorged penis, aroused of course by the bunched and flexed gluteus maximus of his quarry. A bunched gluteus maximus is one thing, nude or clothed, but an engorged and inflated penis is an entirely different matter, even if the first contributed with purpose to the latter. Control youselves you heathens! We have seen how the choice of painful footgear in the one sex can alter the distribution and allocation of blood supply in the other. We have also seen that women can sometimes be perhaps a bit coy, or shall we say coquettish about how and with whom and why they have chosen to interfere with the physiology of random males. Before we move on, and to assist us in the transition, let us remember Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. Often when it was remarked that Fred Astaire was a good dancer, it was pointed out that Ginger Rogers was a better one- she did everything he did, but backwards and in heels. I will be the first to admit that Fred Astaire was a slimy haired death's head in funereal attire who appeared convinced of his own suavity, and debonair beyond compare- what was known in pre-revolutionary France as a Nancy Boy. But giving up on Fred as a lost cause, I would have said to Ginger Rogers- put on some sensible shoes and find another dance partner. The poor woman was born in the wrong time frame and found herself stuck with propping up and dragging around a mannequin from Fifth Avenue- and not a very lifelike one, at that. A shoe must be roomy without being too large for one's foot. You don't want to be sliding around in there and bouncing off the walls. For walking it should be supple while still giving support. It must flex and protect at the same time. It should provide improved traction on a variety of surfaces and impart confidence to one's stride. It must not be so heavy that one grows weary of picking it up off the floor step after step, hour after hour. It would be nice if this shoe were water repellent and kept one's feet warm and dry, and at the same time not oppressively hot and damp in warm weather. That it can breathe and expel moisture would be grand. A shoe should feel good. The foot should feel better than being bare. Safe. Protected. As if it could go on forever. I have not always purchased the best footwear. I didn't have the money. In my twenties I was wearing cheap steel toed boots winter and summer alike. They're cold. Granted you can prop a two hundred pound slab of limestone sill stock on your toe, to get your fingers out from under it prior to loading it in a pickup truck, but your toes will still be freezing. After I discovered insulated boots I looked for a chunk of four by four to set the stone on and saved my fingers and had warm toes to boot. Following the insulated boots I learned that there were wool socks, not the cheap cotton tube socks that a lot of workmen wear- and all I thought I could afford- and on the heels of that, I found that if I wore a polypropylene liner, or even a nylon liner, inside that woolen stocking, the moisture would wick out to the outer sock and keep my feet dry and thus warm. It's a small thing, but a revelation. Cold wet feet are not just part of living in winter. One can do better. I bought my wife one of the best gifts I could imagine shortly after we met. It was Wigwam hiking socks, and a decent pair of hiking boots. I wrapped them together because they belonged together, pampering those delicious feet of hers. She wore high heeled everything before we met. Even her sandals had heels. Hell, she even dated heels. That Christmas morning she was somewhat underwhelmed by my gift- there were others that captured her imagination- but the boots and socks seemed perhaps unromantic. We had begun hiking in a botanical garden and wild preserve in Niles, Michigan and I was appalled at the cheap and shoddy crap that she affixed to her feet for these walks. Shortly after the holiday we were about to go for a hike and I admonished her to use the presents I had given her- they weren't meant to be thrown in a far corner of the closet. You were supposed to WEAR them, and get them dirty. I'll never forget the look on her face when she first slipped daintily into that first pair of fifteen dollar stockings. "Oh, shit!" she said. "This is almost as good as sex!" The boots got a good review too. She had never owned footwear that cost more than a Big Mac. My beloved still looks great wearing nylons with seams, lacy tops and garters, and a pair of spike heeled fuck me pumps. But I don't ask her to wear them. Instead I always recommend something flat and wide and comfortable. Converse All Stars can be incredibly sexy, and if a woman is wearing them, I'm going to look twice, because it's smart.  Become a member now and get a free tote bag. |
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Well, people are always ready to tell you how to live, but look at all the misery that could be avoided if people would just listen to this one simple thing. Wear shoes that make your feet feel good! Any decent reflexologist will tell you, it all stems from the feet! Thank you, darlin'! Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Smart wear is very sexy indeed! Very well written and I am sure I will come back to read your well written stories!  Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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OK... I want you to take me shoe shopping LOL. I've never worn heels ... I do have a pair of boots with a 3" heel. That's the highest I've ever gone. I never picked up the knack, never felt a need to, and I think it's ridiculous to have to worry about twisting an ankle when I could just wear flats or low heels and get up and go wherever and however fast I want to without fear. Though now I remember... I was given a pair of "fuck me" stilletto heels last year. My best friend's cousin was giving away a pile of clothing which included the heels and a strapless evening gown which fit me perfectly. Love your post 
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OK... I want you to take me shoe shopping LOL. I've never worn heels ... I do have a pair of boots with a 3" heel. That's the highest I've ever gone. I never picked up the knack, never felt a need to, and I think it's ridiculous to have to worry about twisting an ankle when I could just wear flats or low heels and get up and go wherever and however fast I want to without fear. Though now I remember... I was given a pair of "fuck me" stilletto heels last year. My best friend's cousin was giving away a pile of clothing which included the heels and a strapless evening gown which fit me perfectly. Love your post Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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"Comfort is wear it is at." Yes, indeedy! I love a girl in Chuck Taylors and almost as much, combat boots. That girl means business and she can prove it. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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I love my Converse All Stars. They also look pretty cool on a girl in a short skirt. But then, EVERYTHING looks pretty good on a girl in a short skirt. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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I'm planning on getting new tennis shoes this weekend, after wearing boots all week, I find I can sleep in tennis shoes comfortably. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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My own feet aren't very big but they are wide and flat like an aircraft carrier. If I lost a little weight I could probably walk on water. Also, I noticed a few months after I retired that they seem to have got bigger- my work boots don't fit as well any more. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Being 5'11, I never got into the habit of wearing heels. Funny story that I heard from a fellow traveler...he was in Italy and through utter coincidence happened to run into a woman who he had been lovers with, many many years before. In course of reminiscing, he said, "Ah I remember those expensive Italian shoes I bought for you". She replied, "I still have them." Him: "What!? How could they have lasted this long?" Her: "I only wear them in bed  "Moral of the story - I could perhaps be convinced to wear FM shoes if it was only in bed.   
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Being 5'11, I never got into the habit of wearing heels. Funny story that I heard from a fellow traveler...he was in Italy and through utter coincidence happened to run into a woman who he had been lovers with, many many years before. In course of reminiscing, he said, "Ah I remember those expensive Italian shoes I bought for you". She replied, "I still have them." Him: "What!? How could they have lasted this long?" Her: "I only wear them in bed "Moral of the story - I could perhaps be convinced to wear FM shoes if it was only in bed.  That is exactly where they belong! Not just a smart ass, you are a very sensible woman.Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Geezus man, you have a way with words. Have you found my slipper my prince, it's a 12W, not a little girl here at all. If you gave me that present, I'd have had to have you right under the Christmas tree. Glad you made a convert of PD, she's a lucky girl (yes and you are a lucky boy). Made me smile the milk pails, I thought of my mom, they weren't allowed to wear shoes even on the farm. Shoes were saved for school and church. Better to wear out their own soles rather than the soles on their shoes. Pop used to use old tires to resole their shoes. My sister lived with them and she had bow legs and stood on the sides of her shoes, well not due to bow legs so much, just cause it is what a kid will do. She got Pop's razor strap across her legs more than once, for trying to wear out those tire soled shoes. She'd get the strap for not standing with her knees together too. Ah the memories. I was never allowed to wear heals. I am very clumsy, skinned knees and numerous broken bones as a kid. I take my clogs in a 12 wide. Gosh I love you. I love you too, sweetie. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Thank you Buni. I take footwear seriously...PD would tell you I'm anal about it. But it's still a laughing matter. When you look at some of the contraptions that some people fasten to their feet, you can't help but laugh. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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That means, you don't like my shoes? I grew up and lived my entire life in one large city or another.... My first high heeled shoes were a present from my grandparents on my 15th b-day. I've been wearing high heels every single day ever since, except for the gym and for occasions when I take care of my friend's pets, and for camping. However, I don't sacrifice comfort for anything. Yes, I love great looking, fashionable shoes! But I won't buy them unless my feet think they are slippers. Great post! Visit my blog It's a Mad, Mad, Mad World of NaughtyInSO, leave a comment, become a watcher. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LIVE AND LET LIVE Be happy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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That means, you don't like my shoes? I grew up and lived my entire life in one large city or another.... My first high heeled shoes were a present from my grandparents on my 15th b-day. I've been wearing high heels every single day ever since, except for the gym and for occasions when I take care of my friend's pets, and for camping. However, I don't sacrifice comfort for anything. Yes, I love great looking, fashionable shoes! But I won't buy them unless my feet think they are slippers. Great post! I love your shoes! They're sexy as hell, especially on you! Bad for your feet, bad for your legs and bad for your back, except to the extent that they are able to get you quickly into a prone position. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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For the last few years, I've bought the same pair of shoes from the same shop. They're comfortable! 
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Unless your a female porn actress, then you have to wear those fuck me heels. I think they sign a contract. LOL! Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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For the last few years, I've bought the same pair of shoes from the same shop. They're comfortable! Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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There is noting like a comfortable set Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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When I first saw the title, I thought you might go off into Earl Butz territory... am glad you resisted! For me, uncomfortable shoes on a woman means we can't walk -- whether hiking or traipsing through city streets. Uncomfortable shoes on a woman also speaks to her lack of practicality -- or the expectation that, like a bound-food princess, she expects to be carried everywhere. Spiked heels and other impracticalities are fine in bed, of course... unless one happens to be in a waterbed, in which case spiked heels present certain logistic concerns. Stop in, read, and offer comments at my "swinging as seen in the media" blog, "Confessions of a Lifestyle Man" humorlife, which is also the home of the monthly virtual symposium. New post: The Virtual Symposium Returns Lets Pick A Topic
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Oh... somebody mentioned she has narrow feet which limits her shoe selection. I wear wide width (apparently my foot is regular sized but I have a very high arch)... which makes finding "cute" shoes difficult to find too.
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Thank you my dear, and yes, I am often unfunny. Ask around. My late employers were often not amused by my contributions to the the daily discourse at their establishment. I did have my supporters, however, and we were all on the Shit List. The T rex...isn't she just wonderful? I had another one which tells the true story of dinosaur extinction but I couldn't figure out how to work it in. [image] Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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There is noting like a comfortable set Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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I never thought I could giggle so much reading about shoething. (Yes, shoething.) From the hilarious imagery of a young tyke grinningly clanging about a barn with milk pails on his feet, to "...copulate with me NOW! See my buttocks?", to Fred and Ginger... This was a fantastic read. I am guilty of only one pair of FMP, but still don't have much in the way of what you would consider proper foot attire. Never have I felt more driven to go out and purchase sensible footwear than I do right now. Thanks for the advice, Bill!
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When I first saw the title, I thought you might go off into Earl Butz territory... am glad you resisted! For me, uncomfortable shoes on a woman means we can't walk -- whether hiking or traipsing through city streets. Uncomfortable shoes on a woman also speaks to her lack of practicality -- or the expectation that, like a bound-food princess, she expects to be carried everywhere. Spiked heels and other impracticalities are fine in bed, of course... unless one happens to be in a waterbed, in which case spiked heels present certain logistic concerns. I think waterbeds are and were highly overrated. I had one wrecked by a cat once. That was a mess! After that I wouldn't even want spike heels in the same building with a waterbed. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Oh... somebody mentioned she has narrow feet which limits her shoe selection. I wear wide width (apparently my foot is regular sized but I have a very high arch)... which makes finding "cute" shoes difficult to find too. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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