Saturday: black painted toenails and shiny red shoes

As promised, I thought it time to photograph and display my black toenails to the world as I am aware that you foot fans enjoy visual images, so there you go:

I think they're fairly nice, although at a quick glance you'd be forgiven for confusing them with fellow darker hued polishes like deep purple (not the heavy metal band mind!) but I like them.  If you look closely at my left foot you can see why I may be experiencing problems with exercise as it looks more splayed than the right one.  I tend to strap it up a fair amount but am hoping that wearing Birkenstocks in the summer may sort it out a bit.

I wore my new Clarks deep red shiny shoes to work on Thursday and they were fab.  They look really good paired with black opaque tights as you can see in the picture shown above.  My tights have got a bobbly patch on the right ankle though and look a bit shoddy as a result.

Monday: better weather, dangling pumps and a busy week ahead

Good morning, well it still is technically the ante meridian in good old Blighty anyway.  Sorry for not writing a great deal these days, I feel as though I am eking everything out of this subject for the sake of it now.  I did pedicure my toes yesterday in a splendid black hue: another of my Boots No7 recent purchases.  Unfortunately, as ever it's still a bit smudgy on the edges and will take a few days to settle down, so to avoid disappointment I'll photograph them then when they're in their full glory. 

I read somewhere that it's very attractive when a woman dangles a shoe from her foot(!) so with that in mind, I've photographed this:

Obviously I cannot take it from another angle, so it's a bit odd really.  It also makes my ankle look enormous - take my word for it, I'm not build like a brick shithouse.

I'm sure this dangling thing is borne out of body language and one of my first forays into understanding all about this fascinating science was via Mizz Magazine in the late 1980s.  Mizz Magazine was great: it had it all - beauty, song lyrics, photo love stories and interesting articles.  I still miss the photo love stories as Jackie Magazine featured them too and I do believe the global superstar Hugh Grant appeared in one.

I have a busy week, loads to do and I plan to wear my green Clarks Finnis tomorrow and my patent red ones on Thursday.  Hopefully the weather's warm enough for tights....

Friday: snow and 1000 page views!

So far so snowy - yes, it's fluttering down outside the window and boy isn't it cold?  Brr!  Anyway, I wore my old suede Next ankle boots which have (my personal favourite) cleated soles so hopefully no slippage on the pavements.  I'm not looking forward to the snow turning to ice tonight which will turn the whole suburb into an enormous ice rink!

Today's foot news centres around the weekly Popbitch mail out and if you haven't read this wondrous e-publication, sign up now - it's fantastic so don't delay, sign up at : www.popbitch.com  

Apparently HMV staff (a large CD and DVD UK retailer which has recently gone into administration) aren't/weren't (delete as applicable) allowed to wear sandals on the shop floor.  Actually, that reminds me of a time I was called into a senior meeting and was wearing Birkenstocks at the time which were given a sour look by one of their office staff.  Oh dear!  At least I had toe nail polish on though...  Finally I can't seem to get rid of these italics today so I'll sign off, I wouldn't wish to write in this manner on a regular basis....
 

Thursday: stiletto scrapes and Wiki Feet

This morning I witnessed a fellow female commuter fall over on the platform of the London terminus we'd just arrived in.  She was quite a long way in front of me and surrounded by concerned people but I did notice that she was wearing ankle strap stilettos.  Now, call me Mrs Frump but are they really suitable footwear for commuting in?  No, they're not, are they?  Mind you, my Doc Marten cleated boots were also slipping and a slidin' around, so there you go.

I read in tonight's London Evening Standard that the website, Wiki Feet which I mentioned a few days ago has suddenly become very popular indeed: http://www.standard.co.uk/lifestyle/london-life/wikifeetcom-a-wiked-website-for-celebrity-foot-fetishists-8455520.html  Clearly you readers are in good company!

Brr!  It's freezing so I'm going to sign off now - I may purchase a pot of black Boots No7 nail polish tomorrow and give myself a pedicure on Saturday.  Hopefully my bowl won't freeze over....

Monday: snow, spotty boots and the threat of ice

Yes, it's Monday - well it's afternoon technically now rather than morning but you get the picture.  Overnight we had some snowfall - it's now melted but apparently more is on the way.  My personal bugbear is ice - I'm terrified of falling over because my mother-in-law has been incapacitated since she tumbled over last August and as a result, has a full-time carer.

I wore my spotty wellington boots - purchased from Next a few years ago, but I'm disappointed that that retailer is reducing the amount of footwear it sells in a size 9/43, which is a complete pain in the arse.  The spots on the boots are a bit yellowy now because they were stored in my porch and were affected by the sunlight which seems to have penetrated the upper layer.  I have to struggle a little trying to get them off as my calves are fairly muscular.  I do recall my grandfather making a wooden implement for removing wellingtons - it had an inverted V shape to grip the heel and gain enough purchase to pull one's foot out.

I rather like the Hunter ones which are for sale, but they're really pricey.  Sometimes I see people walking around London wearing wellington type rubber boots even when it hasn't been raining - life's strange at times!

Sunday: muddy biker boots and thoughts of snow

Apparently it's going to snow: the temperature's plummeted and the Duke's gone out and purchased a snow shovel from Asda so it must be serious.  The UK doesn't really cope with snowfall really well - they always tend to run out of grit and the roads become blocked as a result.  Personally my train company (that's the train service I use to commute to work on, I don't own my own railway service - this isn't the Island of Sodor!) tends to screw up at the first frosty moment, so getting stuck in London isn't really my thing, esp when one has a child languishing at school. 

We went for our weekly walk to the woods today: it's still very muddy underfoot and I wore my old biker boots as a result and have pictured them below, just in case some readers find mud caked boots exciting in any way.  Maybe you do, I personally don't judge. 

I was watching the ever-so-slightly rubbish Seeking a Friend for The End of the World which stars the svelte Brit Keira Knightly and noticed that she was wearing battered old Converse for the majority of the film and that her feet looked enormous in them.  Wondering just how big her plates were and as a result, Googling her I found a link to wikifeet: http://www.wikifeet.com/ which I've no doubt most of you must have looked at for toe related amusement.  It's strange how many blokes appear to dislike big feet on women, actually scratch that, it's not really is it?  Cinderella and all that.    Bah!

Friday: hair, eyebrows and shiny patent red shoes!

Yes, I know that I don't write a great deal these days and I'm truly sorry but it's all part and parcel with choosing such a niche subject for discursive mutterings.  Anyway, today I dropped my son off at school, did a walking circuit of the borough's largest park and moseyed on to the hairdressers.  I always like sitting in such places and often feel quite self-conscious - I suppose it's because I've never been comfortable with the idea of beauty and all that lark - quite a few girls in my school went onto become hairdressers and beauticians (not doctors, lawyers and architects like the grammar school contingent - grr!) and it feels like I'm back in the 80s again.  There were two girls sitting in there - one having her hair done and the other, her friend, waiting for her.  They discussed where they were planning to go for a night out and one said that they couldn't abide a particular club because somebody urinated in the corner one night(!)  Lovely.

Right, hair done and it's onto eyebrows in another salon.  The place I go to is odd, but cheap - £3 compared to a whacking £7 in the main shopping centre, so being a bit of a meanie I tend to go there instead.  This morning I particularly enjoyed the soundtrack which was a pan pipe version of Celine Dion's My Heart Will Go On - which was hauntingly beautiful; it was swiftly followed by Unchained Melody, which was a treat.  Perhaps I should have signed up for their 'full body wax' which was on special offer at £30 and included legs, arms, bikini line and any other hairy areas which occur naturally on the human body.  Just imagine how sore you'd be after that?

Shoes?  Oh yeah right - I do have a new pair to share with my audience and they're the red patent version of my favourite asymmetric mary jane style from the mighty Clarks, namely Finnis.  I think they're a bit like Dorothy's ruby slippers from the Wizard of Oz, but I doubt Judy Garland sported a size 9!  I am wearing them now and yes, I agree, I wouldn't team them with turquoise socks either, but I'm only mooching around the house in them.

So, finally - how's the fitness thing going?  Well, it's ok really, although I have continued to disappoint the WiiFit by failing to lose any weight so far.  My legs and arms are toning up rather nicely and I've some rather splendid definition going on.  Actually, I purchased a new fitness game for the Wii and I'll try it out later.  Incidentally, whilst out and about today I lost count of how many people I saw jogging - it must be a new year's resolution/January thing.  One petite woman wearing only a hoodie, a brief baby blue pair of jersey 'Juicy Coutureseque' shorts and a pair of trainers, had a very round rear end but teaming it with bright red legs caused by the cold isn't a look I'd particularly like to sport.  Saying that, her bottom was very pleasing indeed and if I was a man I'd probably take up running just to keep up with her.