Shoes for thought

I have to say that I have always been ardently Team Flats. When I wear a pretty tea dress, I much prefer to team it with my All Saints boots than with a pair of heels. So what is heels are supposed to make you look taller (obviously) and make your legs look longer and thinner and all that jazz, I just can't really be bothered to put myself out there and wear them all the time.

I give kudos to people like Victoria Beckham. Most of the people I admire are people that are opposite to me and Victoria Beckham is in terms of shoe-love. I just love how she can totter to the shops with 10 inch heels and not think anything of it. It is so fabulous!

However, this past Sunday, I decided to stop being so prejudiced against heels and venture onto campus with some on, just to see what all the fuss is about.

So, mock All Sanits Office heels on, I drove up to uni. (Well, I couldn't very well WALK up Church Lane in heels could I??) So the drive was a bit jumpy- driving in heels is hard! But Victoria Beckham gets driven round everywhere so it's all right on the night for her.

I park up and start navigating my way through a car park of loose stones, which I am later told by my friends that I do VERY well. And also incidently, I run EXTREMELY well in heels. I run in them better than I walk in them. Anyway, from the car park to the union, which was my destination, is about a 200m walk. In that time, I passed about 15 boys and 10 girls. Every single boy gave me a cheeky little side glance thinking 'Wow. Look at her, she is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.' Or something similar. The point is, that every single boy I passed noticed me. Every single girl I passed also noticed me. But you should have seen the looks they were throwing me! 'Look at her, what a show off! She's an idiot.' No honey, you just wish you were as fabulous as I am. Shame!

It was so much fun getting noticed like that, and all for a pair of shoes! I then pranced into Media Resources feeling very smug at which point Wendy Woo and Dominic started 'oooooh'-ing at me. I then told them of my little experiment when my other Dominic said that he hadn't even noticed the fact that I was wearing heels and he was just admiring the way I was walking- confident, looking like a girl who had things to do and people to see!

Because I was having so much fun, I went for a little walk in the library. Again, everyone was checking me out! When I glided down the stairs, I like to think it was in slow motion, like in films, and that a few people's jaws dropped. Ah, now I know how Audrey felt.

I also noticed that I felt different. I felt better in myself and a hell of a lot more confident than I usually do which is saying somethig in itself. The outfit I was wearing was nothing special at all, All Saints black skinnies, plain black t-shirt, brown Grandad cardigan and bright pink paschmina. The way the heels transformed the outfit was incedible.

I wouldn't go as far to say that I am a heel convert but I will most definately be venturing a few more places heels-on-feet, if just for the jealous looks girls throw my way. Go back to West Quay dear, I'm off to Selfridges.