Don’t run away … I swear I’m not talking about stripper heels. Well, I’ll start by talking about stripper heels, but hey, fashion evolves. I’m from the old school of thought that plastic heels are for princess party dress-up sets when the plastic heels come in only one size, size ‘toddler.’ The only grown women I’d ever encountered in clear plastic heels were strippers. Okay, big lie … I have never ever encountered a stripper. Wait, I did see Jessie Spano (post Saved By The Bell) in plastic heels but I don’t think movies count as real life and I do think Jessie wishes to forget her plastic-heeled performance. I have seen grown men in clear plastic heels but that was in Key West, and men don’t count.
I digress … quite a bit. Right, stripper heels no more. If PRADA makes clear plastic heels, they MUST have some redeeming quality.
I secretly love Lucite heels (secret no more.) I mean, you turn four, you get this fantastic pink cardboard chest of princess party accoutrements, and then bam, you’re ten and you’re not so much as to look at a plastic heel again. What gives? I’m shoving plastic heeled footwear to the top of my wishlist.
Note to self, don’t wear new shoes in front of Grandma.
I love lucite heels so much, I made you two boards …