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This site finally made me get up off my butt and dye my hair.  Seriously, I was up to almost two inches of roots.  This living in the country thing is getting out of hand.  First it's jean capris and do rags, and those look super cute, especially with the Jackie O-type sunglasses I have (Ralph Lauren, bitchez.  Actually, mine are cuter, and more retro, but they're last season. Bought, of course, at Loehman's, because this chick does not pay retail, especially designer retail, good God, y'all). 

But then - then, the whole "being in the country" thing sets in.  First, it's boot-cut jeans to the doctor's office.  Then, leggings (leggings!) to the store.  I'm not saying I can't carry them off, of course, but before you know it, the roots are two inches long, and I can't remember the last time I wore a cool pair of heels.

And shoes are Art, y'all.  One should never lose one's taste for adorable shoes, no matter what one's taste (flats, platforms, wedges, even sneakers).  Shoes are a statement, even when that statement is "I got these for $5 to wear while putting up my tent at Pennsic, but they're super-comfortable, so now I keep them by the door for whenever I need to dash outside.  Cool, huh?".  In that spirit, when I saw these little darlings, I went right ahead and ordered a pair.

I'm always in need of cool shoes to go with my vintage clothes that aren't actually vintage, and therefore incredibly delicate.  That's what I tell myself, anyway.  The truth is, shoes are a deep love of mine, along with anything 1940-50s retro/vintage, and that's enough.  For me (I know, I'm weird), shoes really are an art form, not just a funny joke to tell when I'm justifying yet another pair of Steve Madden 3" Mary Janes.  Shoes will always fit me, no matter my hip size.  I am lucky enough to be able to wear heels (and I know I'm lucky!), so I do so.

All this is a long roundabout way of saying I'm traveling up to Winterthur next week with a bunch of friends, and I'm packing heels.  I know which ones I can wear for a museum tour - hell, I know which pair I can wear for an unexpected walk around the entire historical district of Philadelphia.*  I know it's not everyone's cup of tea, but I grew up thinking I wasn't beautiful, so being impeccably dressed had to suffice.  Now I'm older and wiser, and I've realized I just really, really love cute clothes.

I'm looking forward to seeing the Plimoth Jacket in its case - I haven't seen it since the "unveiling" reception at Plimoth.

*When my brother said "lunch", I dressed accordingly.  I should know better.

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eac
Dec. 9th, 2011 03:31 am (UTC)
*grin* Being in the country sounds like having small children in terms of impact on clothes. Good for you that you can wear heels (when I bother, I mostly compensate with tall boots).
aeddie
Dec. 9th, 2011 05:21 am (UTC)
Ah Yuletide at Winterthur. It at least used to be absolutely fabulous. Except for all the bus loads of blue haired penguins in the cafeteria.

I used to work in the catering department.
stringmonkey
Dec. 9th, 2011 01:08 pm (UTC)
In my world, the term "y'all" is not in your vocabulary. See you next week.
attack_laurel
Dec. 10th, 2011 11:16 pm (UTC)
I'm a wild woman! You can't put me in any box!

:) Looking forward to it. Should be a great time.
chargirlgenius
Dec. 9th, 2011 01:25 pm (UTC)
Ooh. That site is going to require a cup of coffee and an hour. :-)
chargirlgenius
Dec. 9th, 2011 02:41 pm (UTC)
The Victorian Trading one, that is. I love pin up girl clothing, too. :-)
tacnukesoul
Dec. 9th, 2011 01:44 pm (UTC)
Glad to hear you're resisting the pull of the provincial bourgeoisie.
reasie
Dec. 9th, 2011 01:50 pm (UTC)
I envy. Shoes are my bane, and shopping for them sends me into hyperventalating convulsions of self-doubt and misery.

No matter how much I gain or lose in weight, I will still be unable to find shoes that fit.

If I find shoes that fit, they will hurt.

If they don't hurt, they will be ugly.

No shoe without a heel is cute to me, and no heel is walkable. Two inch mary janes send me tottling like a toddler. What is this skill I'm missing? I can do "Tree Pose" in yoga for hours! Why can't I walk in heels?

*cry*
(Heap some pity on me! And/ or shoe recommendations.)
chargirlgenius
Dec. 9th, 2011 02:53 pm (UTC)
I went from being completely unable to wear heels to being comfortable in well-fitted 3" heels. It really comes down to getting used to it. I started out with a super comfortable pair of kitten heels, just about an inch or inch and a half. The first couple of days were out of balance a bit, but if you work in an office where you're sitting most of the time, it's an easier transition. I also slipped a pair of flats in my bag for emergency. :-) I've also found that going up half a size from flats is essential. If they hurt, they don't fit.

I have super wide feet, and had bunion surgery when I was 15. I thought I was hopeless when it came to shoes. But a local DSW with a great selection really helped. :-) You can do it!
attack_laurel
Dec. 10th, 2011 11:23 pm (UTC)
I wrote the next post just for you. :)
mistressrhi
Dec. 9th, 2011 03:10 pm (UTC)
Oh, you're killing me... Pin-up and Ralph Lauren and vintage retro shoes???
luciab
Dec. 9th, 2011 04:33 pm (UTC)
I am envious of your heels. I love shoes but stick with flats or very low heels. I have fallen on my face on more than one occasion, and don't need any more excuses!
elmsley_rose
Dec. 9th, 2011 05:56 pm (UTC)
Firstly, love the shoes on the site!!! They don't do international shipping - rats.

I grew p thinking I had a build like a soccer player, even tho I was slim. So I dressed in a very feminine way to hide my solidly built frame. Then turned into a Victorian Goth. And now Vintage/Goth - and also since have discovered that I just love the clothes - the material, the details. I wold rather die than wear jeans or tracksuit pants.
elmsley_rose
Dec. 9th, 2011 05:57 pm (UTC)
PS great photo of yo in the icon :-) (no ~ewe~ key)
Robin Charron-Cabana
Dec. 11th, 2011 09:03 am (UTC)
Retirement is kind of like that..I've slacked down a lot. I can still wear wedge heels, with Fibro Myalgia anything over 2", gets to the point of major pain..Heels were actually required uniform wear, in my military life, dress uniform with skirt. Other Services actually have to learn to march in them! I wore that uniform rarely..Hard to get around a ship, in 3" heels and a skirt..
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