Borrowed Post :: Heels from a man's perspective

I thoroughly enjoyed reading this post from Extra Petite. The post is a male's point of view on his experience with heels (No! not wearing them, just being around a lady that does)... It's HILARIOUS! Now I understand how my significant other feels when I'm about to get on an escalator and I ask him to wait for me...

High Heels: One Man's Opinion

[This is a guest post by Nick, boyfriend of Jean.]

Someone requested I write about my most and least favorite fashions for women. Great idea! I'm going to focus on the latter.

Maybe you saw Jean's recent photo of Stuart Weitzman boots. Or maybe you remember when I showed a liking for well-broken-in Tory Burch Revas. These are two of my all-time favorite looks. Actually, no, let's call them favorite pieces. Because they look pretty good, but—more importantly—they're functional. And the main function in this case is being able to use your feet in the way for which they've been biologically evolved.

In the immortal words of Jessica Simpson, "These boots are made for walking."

So, if one of my favorite aspects of women's fashion is stylish flat-soled footwear, you might be able to guess one of my least favorites.

There is no greater burden to the urban-dwelling man than a pair of expensive high heels.

The type doesn't matter—pumps, stilettos, platforms, wedges (although Jean adorably calls these her "walking shoes") whatever—every high-heeled shoe abides by this universal law: the more the shoe costs, the slower the lady walks.

"Let's put skinny sticks under our feet. That'll look hot!" -Inventor of High Heels

Women wearing Miu Mius (male readers: this is a shoe brand, not a type of Pokemon) are clocked walking the streets of Manhattan at an average of 0.7 MPH—or 1.13 KPH for you international folks. And nothing puts a damper on an evening out like a one-inch gouge up the patent leather heel of a Louboutin (male readers: it's pronounced Loo-boo-tawn).

Now, don't get me wrong, heels feed into the whole look good, feel good mentality for a woman, so I guess that's a plus. But in the midst of a night on the town, it can be hard to see the bright side. For instance, consider this completely fictitious scenario where I'm about to take a step and...

"You're walking too fast."

Or when we're standing in a packed bar with no chairs in sight…

"I have to sit down."

Or going to a restaurant right above the subway stop...

"We have to take a cab."

Then to the bar around the corner…

"SO FAR!"

Along a cobblestone sidewalk...

"I'm just going to walk in the middle of the road."

And then, at the very end of the night, when I've had about all I can take...

"Hold on while I change into these other shoes I have in my purse."

This is the part where I think to myself, "WHAT?! You had flats in your purse the whole time?! Why didn't you just wear those?"

"Oh, nevermind they're in my other bag. I'll just go barefoot."

While I've never witnessed Jean trotting around the city barefoot, I have stood on the curb at the end of many nights bewildered at the lengths women will go to simply for the appearance of longer legs. But despite all of this, I must also commend you. Because not only do men tolerate high heels, we often encourage them. Why? Because, damn, they look good. And maybe that's the lesson in all of this, if there even is one. Do whatever makes you feel good because ultimately if you're happy, we're happy. Just as long as you promise to never wear these:

Offensive, and not just to PETA.

Forever afters :: The kid in me

This is a piece I wrote a while ago and for some reason haven’t posted. This is just a topic that I find interesting and have seen the changes happening lately. The following are just question that I ask myself about what love means to generations living today.

I’m sitting here with my 2 nieces watching the movie Tangled. At this stage in the movie – I’m dreaming of a fairy tale (don’t ask me why, just the effect of the movie I guess). Day dreaming of a place where everything is possible. That everlasting love that one finds (most of the time the princess) at the end of the movie. A happily ever after kind of ending. A question comes to mind when I snap myself back into reality is...

In a world filled with divorces and ending love (I would believe)… I ask, is true love possible in this day and age?

This post has more questions than answers or comments for that matter. The breakup of Heidi Klum and Seal is piercing my thoughts. Is everlasting love possible? A world where you would find a couple married for fifty plus years... Is that love conceivable in the days of 72 day marriages? In the days of people just giving up on each other after weeks of getting married let alone a few years of marriage? Do we just get tired of each other that much that we’d just let go that simply or is there more to why the divorce rate is skyrocketing?

What is it that is happening with marriages today that wasn't happening before? Are relationships today made up for calamity or is that everlasting love possible? I keep asking myself what it is today that couples aren’t doing that our mothers, fathers, grand and great grandmothers and fathers were doing before.

I think we as a society today give up too easily when things aren't going our way. In a society of instant gratification, where when you have a question about something you consult Google to give you answers. If you need something you don’t have in the house, for example a tomato, access to that is a store away. You won’t have to wait for them until they are in season or fully ripen.

I guess we will always have fairy tales to remind us of possibilities of everlasting loves and getting married to someone you totally adore and can’t imagine anything else except for life with that person. Happily ever after…

Party Time :: The invitation

Hi blog readers :)

This is something I came up with for a friend of my significant other. He's (my SO ;) ) planning everything, I tried taking over but he wouldn't allow the control freak in me to do so. Really looking forward to it. Get to dress up ;) which means shopping.... *insert my excited but don't wanna show it laugh in there*

Anyways... here is the invitation.

*The mouse thing is an inside joke* lol.

K, thanks. bye...