In one of the comments left on my new Covent Garden video posted last night on YouTube, I was described as "brave" for wearing a skirt so tight around my knees. Well, after having heaved myself up onto the high boarding platform of the 1963 bus at the Transport Museum, I would have to add the word "strong".
Gracious me, those 1960's stilettoed women who wore their skirts this tight and still managed to run and jump onto the bus (and I have this on good authority from one who remembers) must have been of Amazonian strength. Admittedly I was in a post-viral state of weakness but I'm not a very bulky lass, so not too much weight to pull up. Perhaps it was all those steak and kidney puddings they consumed in those days - personally I prefer tofu stir-fry and lamb's lettuce.
Anyway, I'm afraid I couldn't manage the run (although I did get quite a speed up later on once I'd decided to go and find a cocktail bar...) And I also failed the test by using two hands for the hoist rather than the one (apparently) used by those formidable sisters of the past. Well, I did try this actually, but the result was not one I'm happy to share with my viewing public. Ha!
I think I had more success walking on the cobbles in my high RoSa Shoes, though. Now THAT was brave!
Not wishing to turn my ankle (known as "doing a Dick Emery" to those of a certain nationality and generation) - or (more importantly), ruin my beautiful thin stiletto heels - it meant I had to walk with extreme caution, but still retain a certain grace.
And, look - here's the heel of one of my shoes after walking around all day:
Sorry, the brightness of this photo means you can't see the ingenious reptile scale effect of my faux snake shoes - here's another photo to show this fabulous finish:
From this, you can also see how well the RoSa extended point toe stood up to the day's exploits.
And I too survived the day (with a little help from the rather yummy espresso coffee cocktail):
Oh, and by the way, for all those of you who are up in arms about my use of the term "hobble" to describe my short skirt in this video, here's another YouTube comment and my response:
Comment (from "Tell-It-Like_It-Really-Is") - "That's not a hobble skirt. They go down to the ankles. Please learn about your fetish!"
My response - "Zounds! Escaped the Fashion Police only to fall foul of the Fetish Patrol! In fact, if we're being pedantic, the "hobble skirt" was originally a fashion design rather than fetish item at a time when all skirts were ankle length. I've borrowed the term here for my shorter, but extraordinarily tight skirt as I couldn't resist the hobble/cobble rhyme - I have a word fetish you see lol"
And that's telling it like it REALLY is.
(Here's a link to my YouTube channel)