April 17, 2011
walking on bricks
Not the best photos. I definitely have to learn how to use my camera at night. Before I headed out last night, I handed the camera to mum, stood under the street light, and hoped for the best. Lately I've been trying to keep a better record of my outfits and this is the teething stages.
As for my outfit, I bought this Shakuhachi dress a while ago (remember this post?). I never realised that an off-the-shoulder dress drastically restricts shoulder extension. I had to complete some rather robotic movements every time I reached for my champagne. Coupled with the overall clunky-ness of these shoes, simple locomotion proved a challenge.
Some food for thought..................
The height of these shoes came up in conversation with my girlfriends. They passed my shoes around, felt the weight of them and asked why I would voluntarily strap bricks to my feet. I explained to them that I like walking around feeling as though I have bricks strapped to my feet. I think its fun. I think its a novelty. Maybe its my high sensory threshold and low registration (sensory integration anyone?), but I love teetering around, practising my balance and making a lot of noise in the process. Am I the only one that feels this way, or do you enjoy walking in impractical shoes just for the sheer novelty of it?