"Strange thoughts brew in your heart when you spend too much time with old books." (Aravind Adiga, The White Tiger)

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Torture for the Ladies

Friday night was the midnight release of the new Stephanie Meyer vampire love book, Breaking Dawn. My bookstore held a Harry Potter-like evening, with different events leading up to the sale of the book, and customers were encouraged to dress up--after having just complained about the lack of dress-up occasions, this was a welcome bit of fun. People came in their prom dresses, or bridesmaid dresses, or cocktail attire. There were masks and trains and pouffs and feather boas and killer heels everywhere.

There were also discarded heels everywhere--I saw a pair of shoes tucked away under the bargain books, and it didn't take long for the first employee to show up at the office needing bandaids. The next day one of the managers had a huge bandaid over her heel.

Hey--I'm not saying I don't Suffer for Beauty too. I didn't have posh wear but I was determined to at least wear a skirt, which in this insanely humid weather means chaffed thighs (one of the perils of weight gain--doh!) And I donned a HUGE pair of earrings which I knew would hurt a bit by the end of the night.

But wear high heeled shoes for a 9 hour shift? You've GOT to be kidding. If I owned one of those urban-myth-comfortable-heels you hear about on What Not to Wear, then maybe... though whether those mythic shoes last through 9 hours of customer service, I don't know. Anyway I don't own any, and neither did the rest of the ladies who, one by one, exchanged their heels for flat sandals. I know one Bright Bride who thought ahead and bought white Doc Martens to change into after the ceremony.

I wore my cute flat boots with the running shoe soles. Ha! Female Suffering For Beauty can only get so far with me. I'm sure men accidentally buy the occasional pair of uncomfortable shoes, but I doubt they seek out that same type for future purchases. Whereas women buy shoes that they KNOW will be uncomfortable after an hour or two.

Honestly... there's some insanity here.

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