8.30.2007

Eros in action

I've noticed something recently.

On my lunchtime walkabout, I get catcalled a lot. Walking to and from work, I never get a single hoot.

I puzzled over this. Is 9am too early for catcalling? Must one have one's morning coffee in order to issue a proper 'hey baby?' And by 6, is one just too plum tired from leering at all the foot traffic during the day?

Then it hit me: at lunchtime I'm wearing my real shoes; walking to and from work, I'm wearing sneaks.

Another compelling argument for the indelible power of fabulous shoes.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I wonder when "catcall" started to mean this. It used to mean "boo" or "hiss" or things like that.

Erica said...

Or in your case, "shriek."

Anonymous said...

I get the most leering comments when I wear these shoes.

Erica said...

Indeed!

The boots you were sporting last night were VERY tasty as well.