The Proverbs 31 Woman!

High Heels...

Her children rise up and call her blessed; Her husband also, and he praises her:

proverbs 31:28

Growing up, as far back as my now aging and limited memory allows, I remember seeing my grandmother in high heels. At the time -  I didn't understand that deep burning love of high heels.

My grandmother was a strong, independent woman who molded me into the woman I am today. She raised us with the principles of the Virtuous Woman. We learned to keep a clean house, cook meals for our families (ummm well I didn't quite master that trait until well into my married life but anyway back to my story) and we did all the outdoor aspects of maintaining a hearty home. My grandmother did it and did it all gracefully in her high heels.  I have a distinct memory of watching my grandmother climbing an apple tree and then shaking it so that the delicious fruit would fall for us to collect. She had on high heels then too.... ok, maybe that was just my vivid imagination but I hardly remember a time she was not wearing heels.
My grandmother was a fox too.... there was nothing you could tell her as we pulled up to church and she pranced in with her hat cocked to one side, her fur wrapped around her shoulder and the tallest heels imaginable gracing her feet.

I was well into adulthood before I was bitten by the high heel bug; the art carefully molded into me by my hot shot grandmother. As I stand back to admire my growing collection and reminiscence of the dancing lady - cutting the grass; pushhing a lawn mower in her high heels; I definitely know that this is an acquired taste; an family trait.....and its not my fault! ....That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

 ~lovelifehighheels