We’re both tall girls. Really tall, as in 5’10” (Shannan) and 6’ (Liane), and you know what? We think tall is pretty Tasty! However, no one knows better than we do that wearing heels (especially when you start out as tall as some men) can be a bold move. But the bottom line is, more than anything, WE LOVE SHOES!!! All shoes! Heels, flats, boots, sandals, flip-flops… You name it. If it’s Tasty & it goes on your feet, sign us up!

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BABY NEEDS NEW SHOES

- Sylvie Greil, Contributing Writer

I was born in heels. Not even my closest friends know my real height. It took my husband years to figure out that I was actually just an average 5’6”. After several seasons of ballet flats, which I blissfully ignored, the platform has returned. I’ve been looking forward to the spring season since last fall, seeing myself strutting around in suede purple YSL pumps or white Fendi peep-toe skyscraper stilettos. Being pregnant wouldn’t have an affect this situation at all. Oh no. I would be stylish and preggers. Or so I thought. I didn’t factor in the low back pain, the loose joints, the nausea and the almost desperate need to be comfy and cozy. But I haven’t been able to do it. Buy flats that is. I suppose I’m going to be barefoot and pregnant! To prevent this archetypal horror from becoming a reality, I head to budget designer mecca Loehmann’s. I have never not bought a pair of heels there. The deals are just too good to pass up, and even though I’m dead set on flats, I secretly vow to take a quick look at what I hope will be freshly arrived boxes of sky-high Italian imports. Just a quick peek won’t hurt, right?

Flats are definitively predominant here. I know, I know. They are the darlings of the day and they do look good on models with Twiggy legs. And the Olsen twins. And anyone shopping on Robertson. Me, I look short and squat and like a German shot putter. And besides, they lack a major component: the heel. Kind of like those stemless Riedel wine glasses everyone’s been raving about. So, I slip one on. Gah. Not flattering, makes my leg look, uhm, fat. Maybe with a flouncy skirt? I hate flouncy skirts (I’m a pencil girl). I wander through the rows of flatware. My ankles ache. I feel like sitting down. Despite fifteen years of practicing yoga, my lower back feels sore. Gah! I grab a random pair, kind of cute in a punk rock way, with a gemstone-encrusted tip on soft white leather. Kate Spade! Not too shabby. They look decent with my very narrow Diesel denim. I think I will…. Gah!! $450! For flats! That’s crazy! Who would spend $450 for a shoe without at least the semblance of a heel? And Kate Spade is just sooo preppy. And with the little gemstones and being pure white they are just utterly impractical. Where would one wear such a thing? I need something tall, preferably made of lucite, with spikes. Good thing the Beverly Center is right next door. I have a reputation to maintain!