It’s been rather quiet around here lately…doggone virus. I just don’t get out and about as much as I used to. Thus, there often isn’t a lot to talk about.
My hairdresser recovered from the virus, but being unvaccinated, had to go back on quarantine due to exposure to a friend who just came down with it. (Had she not, I would have requested an appointment with a different hairdresser, for obvious reasons, since vaccinations are so scarce here on the Eastern Shore.) But she was able to transfer my appointment to the same hairdresser as last time.
In my first appointment with her, we had discussed wearing high heels at quite some length…and how nice it was to be able to gain a little height. (And supportive…yes, she noticed from the pic of my heels that I wear dresses.) I’ve subsequently tried wearing my heels for a couple of errands, but they didn’t fit all that well. Because this beauty shop was not in my home town, and because I had a number of stops to make, I wanted to give my heels a fair trial. I decided to put them on just after leaving home, and wear them till just before returning,
To make a long story short, the major problem seemed to be pressure on the knuckle of one toe, which previously had been broken and healed badly. Today’s test result: my shoes seem to be adjusting to that issue. I wore them for about 4 hours, and the problem didn’t seem as bad as I had feared. “Breaking them in” must be the key. I’m looking forward to wearing them for longer periods, where I have the option to change shoes if necessary. That will be a better test of their true fit….
However, now for the fun part…the stylist complimented my wearing heels, particularly with “your leggings.” (My stirrup pants.) That paved the way to about 15 minutes of discussing the advantages of heels. It didn’t escape her that as we talked, my heels were hooked over a rung of the frame of the salon chair I was sitting on. Smiling, she said: “Look at you…aren’t heels just perfect for that? You’ll love spending the evening on a bar stool chatting with friends, in a pretty black dress, diamond earrings, long necklace, 3″ heels, and with your heels hooked over the footrest.” I didn’t bother to disillusion her – but I (we) don’t do the bar scene, with – or without – me in a dress. (Minor detail…) However, she suggested that “you start wearing your heels to each hair appointment, so you adjust to wearing them.” I asked if it would be a problem for the girls, and she said “It isn’t a problem today, and won’t be later, either.” So I told her I’d start with my next appointment…
One minor crisis, which actually has (so far) turned out OK. You may recall that a while back, I cracked one big toe nail so badly that removal was discussed, but repair with acrylic was approved by the doctor, to see if it would avoid the need to remove it. And it’s working – albeit very slowly. The crack has almost grown out – perhaps fully in another 6 months or so.
But wouldn’t you know…two weeks ago, I cut a corner too sharp in the living room, and hit a chair leg with my other foot – through my shoe, no less. Though I didn’t know it till 3 days later, it split about 20% of the big toe nail. That damage was discovered when I took off my knee highs, and a sharp edge of the nail caught the fabric. Before I realized what was happening, off came the cracked area – from the tip all the way to within a quarter inch of the quick. No blood, no pain. But it was now on the floor. Wifey was surprised at how much of my nail came off, so she encouraged a quick appointment at the nail salon.
I was able to get one two days later, and fortunately, the tech was able to patch that nail up, like she did the other one. You wouldn’t know there was an issue…the miracle of acrylic. When she took the polish off my other toes in prep for the pedicure, she found I’d also bruised two smaller nails – the evidence was plain to see. She repainted all 10 toes in white. Her advice was “be careful and don’t stress those nails. As soon as the weather warms up enough to be able to wear sandals, just do it. That’ll minimize risk of pressure from shoes damaging the repair. This is going to take a long time to grow out.” (I suspect wifey will be much more agreeable to my white nails being on display in sandals all summer…since she didn’t care for the way my toe looked with part of the nail missing. And, yes, I plan to be more careful!
My new tee dress has arrived, and here’s how it looks – both with bare legs and “leggings”:
What do you think??? Personally, I love both the color (to diminish the “blue is for boys” myth) and the length! Bare legs stay on display, but my dress is long enough to be modest. And it even looks OK with “leggings.” (Didn’t have time to try my capris.) But I may want to have the seamstress check it, to see if it can be taken in “just a bit.” Ordering the next size smaller likely would have made it too small. (I’m between size ranges!)
As someone once said about dresses: “They need to be long enough to cover the subject, and short enough to be interesting.” It’ll be the shortest dress I’ve worn…once I find a place to wear it. With the virus still circulating, that may be a tall order!