Posted by Mad Maxx on April 19, 2002 at 07:41:36:
In Reply to: Broken Heels At Happy Hour posted by Cameron on March 26, 2002 at 20:43:58:
This is a great story, and sounds a bit like an experience I had on St. Patrick's Day, when I met 2 girls in a bar---one was barefoot, the other was only wearing nylons, which were ruined by the time the night was over. I posted the story on this site. : I can see you guys (and girls) like to read messages about broken heels. Since I'm a bi-curious girl with a slight foot fetish for heels, stockings and female feet, let me share one of my true escapades with you. It was a Friday evening, and I was scheduled to meet a couple of girlfriend for happy hour. Since my office doesn't believe in casual Fridays, I was confined to my pants suit, nylons and 3 inch heels. No sooner than I was out of the car, I managed to break the heel on one of my shoes. It wouldn't have been so bad, except I didn't have an extra pair of shoes in the car. It was the end of the week, I was exhausted, and really I didn't care. I simply kicked off the shoe, along with the matching heel, and threw them on the passenger floor of my car. As luck would have it, I had acquired a run in one of my stockings, and my big toe poked right through it. I wiggled my toes and looked down at the run in my pantyhose, which only grew bigger as my toes wiggled. I consider myself a reasonably attractive girl, with nice breasts, legs and feet, but the last thing I needed were broken heels and running hose to ruin my happy hour. Just when I was going to remove my heels altogether, I remembered that I was wearing pantyhose, so I just couldn't strip in the open parking lot. After all, it was only a block to the bar where I was scheduled to meet my girlfriends. I walking along the sidewalk, stopping to examine my nylon soles several times along the way. By the time I reached the bar, my stockings were shredded. Nearly all the toes were out of one stocking and my big toe was coming out of the other one. No one seemed to notice I was barefooted, except my girlfriends who ribbed me to no end about my torn stockings, dirty soles and what they referred to as "pantyhose toejam". I didn't take their jokes seriously, because when we lived together in graduate school they used to frequently say I as "all big toe", as they referred to my disproportionately large big toes. We spent nearly 3 hours at the bar, and I actually met a guy I presumed to have a foot fetish, since he couldn't seem to keep his eyes off my stocking feet (well, at least what was left of my nylons). He walked me to my car, where he asked why I was barefoot. I told him about my dilemma with my heels (and hose) and it earned me a foot massage later that week. I hope you enjoy this true story. I have others to share also, but at a later time.
Tell me, was the bar you went to really crowded?
Did your feet get very dirty? What do your feet look like along with big toe? And do you go barefoot in public a lot? Needless to say, this sort of thing really interests me.