Sensibly Shod

I watched a young woman stride down the parking lot of Canadian Tire the other day in what Princess Diana used to call "Tart's Trotters". She seemed very aware of the attention she was attracting as there were a number of men around. It was Canadian Tire after all. Maybe that's why she wore them. The men were having their thoughts and I was having mine. I can't speak for the men but I can guess. I was remembering the days when it was the norm to stuff your poor feet into sky high stilettoes and go prancing off to work as if you had never heard of an Achilles tendon, which you hadn't. By night time your feet were in agony not to mention one's back but you looked good and that was all that mattered. Somewhere over the last thirty years there has been a shift, [ thank goodness and the feminist movement] and women are now all about what looks good and what is also comfortable. There are no longer impossible standards of dress where one miserable tight, scratchy or downright unhealthy style was for eveyone whether you had a waist or not. Or worse still a pair of what my Dad used to call Queen Anne legs, [ when he wasn't being ruder] and skirts were short. I remember going to school with snowpants pulled up under a skirt and the snowjacket bunched over the top all because somewhere God said girls must not wear pants to school, or anywhere else for that matter. Heaven's , they might want to run around and have fun like the boys and then where would we be? Life is a lot more comfortable now and it really was a shock to see a woman in a pair of heels doing her shopping. I feel like she is turning her back on a hard won victory but we do live in a democracy after all. I hope she gets blisters !