foot cleavage

photo by cas

i directed a certain friend who shall remain unnamed recently to an out-of-the-way shoe store near my office and let's just say it's a miracle she wasn't stopped in customs on her way back to the U.S. on suspicion of smuggling shoes for sale on the black market.

shouldn't i get commission?

i went back last week and jay convinced me to try on pumps black platforms with a clean wood heel.

me: i don't really like how you can see the crack of my toes.
jay: that's called 'foot cleavage' - it's very sexy.
me: it looks a little obscene...
jay: that's because you're shy - you're a foot cleavage virgin.

despite my chaste tendency to wear the victorian neckline version of footware of knee-high boots, i took the plunge. and i took my newly liberated cleavage out dancing last night to mingle with the rest of the muffin-top chavs in their skimpy get-ups.