Once upon a time, in the cyberspace that never sleeps, two people were carrying on a conversation in their free privacy that warranted only inhibitions against each other.

“So, what did you do this week?”

“Not much. I bought shoes. I got a discount! They’re Miss Sixty, so they cost about $150, but I bought it for 2/3 of a price.”

“… You bought shoes… again!?”

“Would that be wrong?”

“I have no further comments, your honor.”

It’s always these guys who scoff and laugh at the superficial values who check out the girls in heels, which makes the entire ordeal completely unfair. It’s not the guys who well, not exactly respect but provides no comment about these things who value them, oh no. It’s the guys who do. They’ll laugh and be appalled at $200 sandals from Italy, but then will most certainly check out any girl who’s wearing them.

So I asked him (him being IM), what he thought about it.

“Well, of course we check out the girls. It’s natural.”

“Then why do you guys always make rather derogatory comments about it? $200 strappy sandals from Jimmy Choo are your business too if that is going to be the trigger to you checking the said lady out.”

“We don’t check the girls out because they’re wearing $300 shoes. We check them out because they look hot. And most likely, if a girl’s willing to dish out $300 for a pair of shoes, she cares a hell of a lot about how she looks. So she’ll diet, go to the end of the world to look attractive.”

“How do you know?”

“By looking at you.”

What he forgot to notice is that these expensive strappy sandals also become expensive weapons. So please, don’t mock the shoes. It may not mean much to you, but it means a lot to us.