I am trying to stay on topic lately, but something has come to my attention and I simply cannot sit quietly by. I must speak out.
Now, I want to make it clear that I do my best to avoid mindlessly settling into any gender-based cliches. But sometimes I must admit that my genuine tastes and some stereotypical girlie concerns overlap. Mainly with shoes.
I am sure that somebody in gender studies has written a paper like "Binding Her Own Feet: Women, Patriarchy and the Semiotics of High Heels" or something along those lines. (Aside: is there an online Master's Thesis Title Generator? If not, there should be.) But I personally cannot and choose not to parse my reaction to shoes. I just love them, and the higher-risk, the better.
Except not these.
Ok, for those of you who don't like salty language, skip the rest of this post.
Fendi, makers of this monstrosity: What the fuck is this shit? A KITTEN HEEL on a WEDGE SANDAL?
Number One: I can walk in anything but this has broken ankle written ALL OVER IT.
And B! It's hideous. HIDEOUS. I am offended by the very existence of this shoe.
If, Reader, you disagree and would like to spend NEARLY $500 on this mutant shoe, here's where you can.
But click that link and never darken my doorstep...er...blogstep?...again! I have to draw the line somewhere.
(I'm just playin', Reader, I still love you! Come back! Please!)