Kitten Heels...

...Even the words offend my eyes! Ever since I have been old enough to iron my hair, paint my face and match my underwear... infact I still can’t do that now... (most probably one of the reasons I remain single) Kitten Heels make me want to vom. I will admit that once in my life I have worn a kitten heel, but I tell you now, the only reason is because I was held at ransom and told if I don’t wear the kitten heels then the cat gets it.

Ok so I don’t have a cat. And I was never held at ransom. But I did wear kitten heels. Again, one of many reasons why I am single. Because obviously every guy on planet earth saw my feet that day. This fashion ‘statement’ – just states they are utter idiots, infact it is forbidden in my friendship circle.

One friend – Jasmine, is not a fashionista like me – comfy and confident could be our motto. But against all ethics, religions, and friendship rules she wore a pair of kitten heels on a night out. Not just any pair of kitten heels, but KH... to the extreme.

The three S no no’s. Silver. Sparkly. Strappy.

For your entertainment...please feel my pain by staring long and hard at the monstrosity that is below!

Kitten Heels are the Smart Cars of the vehicle world. Ugly. Unnecessary. And did I mention totally pointless. I hope you're picturing them right now, and mentally walking over to your wardrobe, picking up your KH’s and throwing them straight in the bin!

I could be on my own with this phobia/hatred, but I think it’s something that will haunt me forever.

After righting this post, it’s got me thinking about Kitten Heels, therefore I need to let out a little anger. So I have made up a song to the tune of ‘Smelly Cat’ from Friends.

“Kitten Heels, Kitten Heels, why are they making you?
Kitten Heels, Kitten Heels, you really piss me off!
You look like a fat persons squashed the heel,
you don’t understand the way I feel,
So kitten heels, kitten heels why don’t you jump off a cliff and dieeeeeee”

Phewf. Glad I got this off my chest.