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Why be shy? What if you just asked for what you wanted every now and again. Shock your staid sensibilities, live in the ever present gaping maw of the now and give forth in abandonment. Forget discretion and flare forward.

Yep - the Stripper Shoes. I call them the F*ck Me Pumps - same thing. Some can navigate the worst of sidewalks in these babies without a quiver or unsteady gate. Others need a hand railing to clutch at for the entire journey.

Wearing these babies you get a whole new perspective. You are perceptively taller, have a great leg line and now people can get a glimpse of your drawers. Hope they're prettier than mine. I am sadly in need of some panty bling. However you slice it - for a minute, before you possibly topple over - you are treading the hot and fast lane. It's a giggle.

This is all we've got folks - make the best of it. Collect what notions you have of yourself and then - give them a run for their money. Make sure they really have street cred and then throw something absolutely silly into the mix.

Find that true inner self.

Then, ROCK IT

P.S. - I just ordered all of us a new pair of shoes. They'll come wrapped in brown paper and you'll know what to do with them.
Every wardrobe should have a pair.
F*ck Me Pumps - no longer just for Strippers