July 12th, 2007

yar

Boots and cats and boots and cats and... ok I lied about the cats.

Today I'm wearing my knee-high heeled boots. I really like these boots, but they are two years old and the heels are worn down past the rubber. In my usual style, I've kept wearing them. But today, on my walk to work, the zip toggle thingies hooked together, resulting in a rather amusing (for other people) almost-nose-dive, followed by a ping-zooming noise as one of the zip toggle thingies broke and flew off into the wide blue yonder at speed.

What this means is that I'm going boot shopping at lunchtime. Luckily, there seem to be shoe sales on everywhere. What I'm after is a pair that are exactly the same as these ones, but I'd like for the zips to be at the back. Zips on the inside leg make wearing stockings expensive (yeah ok so I have faulty leg action. in horses they call it dishing, and would potentially not breed from me. but i still need boots and want to be able to wear stockings).

I've noticed that the heels that seem to be fashionable right now are either wedges (JUST NO), or stilettos, which aren't really what I'm after either. I'd like a heel with a bit of substance, without looking like a digger driver or a wannabe goth. Wish me luck.

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In other news, I will be fire spinning outside the Paramount on Saturday night, prior to the circusy thing. I am flattered to be asked. (No, not good enough to be in the show, but playing around outside in a freelance manner is more my style anyway). So my Saturday night looks like this:

Go to Harry Potter with Polly. Rush from there to St James, spin fire, then go in and partay for a bit. Then go to Nuts n Bolts and say hi to people, dance some more and take photos. Probably go back to Paramount after that. You're invited to join me for any of the above activities.

And does anyone know if Reading will let me store my hoop somewhere safe while I'm in the movies? Don't really want to take it into the theatre, because it smells like kerosene.
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Shooz!

These shooz rock! These shooz suck!

And it's true. Shoe shops used to scare the crap out of me. Sooooo many bad shoes. Now, I've grown a thick skin whereby I can go past the knee high wedge boots (dunno, they just look like costuming for people with a horse fetish to me) and wide-ankle turquoise green pointy toed pixie boots, without having an allergic reaction.

Anyway, 10 minutes max to find what I wanted.

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Now I need to go find some puddles to stomp in.