Ladies, do you own a pair of these? There's a good chance that you were really excited about receiving them as a gift for your 14th birthday. You wore them to a few pool parties, and once you even tried to dress them up to go out to dinner. Hopefully, though, after you did that, you threw them in your fireplace and watched them burn into a sticky heap of toxic smelling nylon and rubber. They're arguably more appealing that way than they are on the feet.
*This charming sicko thought it would be cute and silly to wear them on her wedding day. Where is her husband? Undoubtedly freebasing crystal meth in the garage.
I don't want to ostracize anyone here. That's not the intention. As a five foot eight inch individual it's hardly a stretch for me to understand the appeal of looking taller than you actually are. But there are more reasonable ways to go about this than purchasing a pair of these and looking like you are walking around on two freshly baked pound cakes.
*Somebody call Child Protective Services right fucking now.