Busy girl, busy day, a busy bee… a mildly cold Saturday for a beautiful day celebrating two special birthdays. The first birthday was all about my gorgeous and handsome nephew (I wish he was my son L too cute) who turned the magic number one. Everyone turned up and there was a lot of food, drinks and cake to go around 10 times over. My sister’s (Asia bee) friends came with their kids and the party didn’t finish until late. Myself and my brothers couldn’t stay until the end because we all had our own individual agendas…
I had my friend’s birthday dinner to go to, so me and my brothers jumped in the car and off we went home to drop me off so I could get ready. I was going to wear a slim fitted baby pink dress, but I changed my mind, as us girls do. I ended up wearing a lime-ish green oversized mid length dress with minimal detail, sheer skin toned tights, yellow heart shaped earrings and a pair of black and gold open toe and heel with 4 inched block heels.
I got a call from my friend who was picking me up in her car and so, I took my dark red leather medium handbag (without a pair of flats, like I usually do), my furry and cosy black mid length coat and off I went. It was very clear to me and to her who was waiting at the end of my road, that I was finding it very difficult to walk in these perfect, but then so not perfect heels. I walked limping – my left leg straight and my right leg slightly tilted unable to stay on the platform of my shoe. My friend asked, “why didn’t you bring a pair of flats?” That’s a good question.
My friend (I’ll refer to her as Lucy – but that’s really not her name, lol) parked about a 10-minute walk from a Cuban restaurant in Camden. It was her birthday celebration and she was about to celebrate it in style – as they say. I met one of her friends who I will call Rich (to hide his real name), in my friend’s car as she picked him up before she met me. Rich was such a lovely guy who allowed me to cling onto him for dear life. I literally couldn’t walk unsupported – crazy. There I was clinging onto his shoulder and taking a good 20-30 minutes (I think) to reach the restaurant. I nearly fell five times, but at least I made it in one piece. Just one problem, how will I go back?
“The same way you came” – Rich.
The first of Lucy’s friends to arrive after myself and Rich was a guy who I will call Stephen. We talked a bit as I try to talk to all of my friend’s friends and slowly but surely the rest of Lucy’s friends arrived. We talked, laughed, ordered food, ate and had fun!
An hour to midnight and I knew I had to make my way home, but this time by tube as Lucy was not ready to leave. As Stephen was travelling the same way as me, we went together (thank you God!) I clung onto Stephen as though my life depended on it and anytime he took more than 5 steps in one minute I told him he was walking too fast. I walked (barely) as though my right leg was shorter than my left or as if I was learning to walk again. It was embarrassing.
Now the icing on the cake to top it all off, as I got on the second train (because we took two trains) I heard a tear and as I looked down, there were my toes on my right foot playing peak a boo. I had to tell Stephen in case he accidentally looked down and thought I was some girl Lucy took off the streets and invited to her birthday celebration.
I nearly fell up, yes up, the escalators, had to hide my open toe peek a boo toes, but at least Stephen was kind enough to allow me to hold onto his shoulders whilst I attempted to walk. Walking home was not much of a problem as there weren’t many people to walk past apart from one guy in a car who said, “your heels are too high” or something like that. “I know, hehehe”. Lol!
Moral of the story? There are some nice guys and gentlemen out there who just want to be kind! Yup, that’s the moral of the story.