Life Is Too Short -- Wear High-Heels

"Life is too short. Wear high-heels," said Bobby Sue Baker of Johnson City, Tennessee said. She should know. She owns seven shoe stores in east Tennessee and each store has a sign out front with that same slogan. She doesn't take credit for coming up with it. "I was a little girl, trying to reach up to the cupboard of my mother's kitchen. A box of soda crackers was on the tiptop shelf. So I went into my mother's bedroom and put on a pair of her high-heels."

"The strangest thing happened. When I put those high-heels on I felt grown up and I heard a voice inside me say, "Life is too short. Wear high-heels. It just jumped out of me. I think that voice come from Heaven."

"From that day onward, I wore high-heels. I wore them everywhere. I went to church in high-heels. I went to school wearing high-heels. I believed that wearing high-heels gave me something. I don't know exactly what. I was already taller than most of the boys I knew. I know I didn't like to be seen without high-heels on. Everything seemed out of reach. With high-heels on, I could do anything I wanted."

"I was a deeply spiritual girl growing up and so when I discovered high-heels I understood how mysterious life was. How one moment you could be short and the next tall as a giant. I felt like Alice in Wonderland, getting taller."

"High-heels gave me confidence. It was as though I could gaze down and see little people at my feet. I was that tall. It seemed the moment I put high-heels on I was at least as tall as a building. Maybe taller. So I tried not to step on anyone. It wasn't good to squash people. That wasn't Christian. And it seemed each stride I took in high-heels took me places. I could walk a mile in just a few steps. My legs were longer. When I sat down I looked at them. They seemed long as block long. My toes barely visible. Like little moons."

"High-heels gave a certain freedom I wouldn't have had without them. I heard myself speaking in a different way. I was able to convince almost anyone of anything. I was a born saleswoman. And I didn't have to speak loudly. I could speak quiet, controlled. I was tall. My head was in the clouds. Birds flew around and around my head. People seemed to listen to me more. They often did what I asked of them. My hearing was keener. I could hear things from miles away, it seemed. I once heard someone laugh in Argentina. I heard a car sputter up a hill in England. I heard birds singing in Paris, France. And in Madrid, Spain, someone had the hiccups."

"I hated flats and sandals. Pumps made me sad. I wouldn't even think of wearing boots or flip-flops. In high-heels, I noticed how the changed in angle of my foot, so I leaned forward just enough to let someone know I was someone special. I noticed too high-heels accentuated the appearance of my calves. High-heels changed my posture, pushing my chest out more and arching her back."

"Also, I enjoyed the tapping sound high-heels made when I walked. It signaled my arrival. Sometimes I heard a click-clack sound that repeated my name and seemed to encourage people to look at me. The rhythm was a sort of morris code telling everyone I had remarkable qualities. It was a sound everyone enjoyed and smiled when they saw me."

"I wore my high-heels with pride. Seemed like everytime I went to church I grew taller. I had more confidence. I sang hymns loudly in church. I belted those hymns out. I let go. I was Ethel Merman. I scared some people around me, I'm sure."

"When I read the Bible I remembered what I read. I helped my mother around the house, washing dishes and cleaning up. My brother was in awe of me. I was his big sister. A giant who lived in his house."

" I put up a sign in my bedroom with big lettering. Life is too short, wear high heels. It was a phrase I would repeat over and over. It gave me goosebumps everytime I did. I understood what it meant. It became my slogan. I pledged allegiance to it. In my closet, I had three pairs of high-heels. And one summer after working in a shoe store I managed to buy a dozen more pairs of high-heels. I had them in every color and style. Strap and strapless."

"I wondered if other women knew what I knew about high-heels. Surely they did. It was our secret. And we weren't about to tell anyone. That was when I decided to open my own shoe store."

Comments

[Jackline]

This story is inspiring to me because i also love high heels. I am 4ft11, the shortest in my family. At 16 years i would never have imagined i would be this short. I have accepted my height but that does not mean i have to look up to my younger sister. Wearing high heels allows me to be confident in anything i do without feeling restricted by my height.

[gesundheit]

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