White ballet

Second post of my shoe collection... Actually third if you remember the video of me walking in my red ballet heels a while back. 

These are a white version of those red boots. Ballet heels of course and ankle boot. I find them well balanced and quite a comfortable, the toe box has gone a bit on them now though.

I have four other pairs of ballet heels at the moment and another two on the way. I love them very much.

Higher and higher

The next set of posts I am working on, as well as my corsets. Is a small showcase of my shoe collection. This might take a while to photograph as I have a lot of them. I would also love to include videos of me walking in them which I will get round to doing.

I love unusual footwear and extreme footwear also. I have soooo many pairs it's unreal. I am going to feature one pair per post so then as I get more pairs it won't seam so odd. In fact I think I might make a new blog for this... Not sure. What do you think?

 Anyway here is the first pair I am going to feature. They are 8" heel height with a platform of 1 1/4". Took a while to get used to walking in Im not going to lie but they are surprisingly comfortable.

 

Oh if there are any other high heel lovers around please make yourself known to me. I always love having a natter about shoes and footwear. 

A moment to breathe

I really don't post on here as often or as fully as I should. It all boils down to being so busy with the little madam (who is bopping around her bouncer to Christian Death at the moment). 

Rest assured I have a lot of posts coming up, I just spend so much time doing other things. Between looking after Ophelia, the horses, work (burlesque and sewing... I am making a study of maternity corsets/post partum corsets at the moment. It helped me so much during my pregnancy), university, visiting my mum a lot (which in fairness clashes with seeing my horses in Coventry as that's where she lives). Really I don't have time for much else. I wouldn't have it any other way. Hopefully I will have time to catch up with friends but it's not likely.

I will catch up with posts! Please bare with me.

Holiday season

I'm not really one for christmas as I mainly celebrate Yule! However due to little Ophelia, we have decided to make a compromise for her sake and celebrate both (less confusing for her as she's so young and grows up).

She's got many nice gifts from friends and family - plus a few from Santa to. It was nice to spend the holidays with her so she could enjoy the lights, sights and sounds of this time of year. 

Whilst I am not in the nature of boasting so I won't be showing off everything we all got, being with family and friends is more important anyway and that's what I'm trying to say.

Presents don't really matter, your loved ones do. Love, forgive, forget and get along this holiday season whatever you celebrate.

Best wishes from all of us

A moment in time

Ever had one of those moments when you see someone you used to be good friends with and you can't remember why you don't talk anymore? Or indeed you don't really know the reason why you fell out in the first place? Yea, one of them. 

It was strange. I guess it doesn't really matter but it made me realise I can't be bothered with petty attitudes and grudges. If people want to be that way inclined then so be it. I have more important things in my life than to harbour such negativity. 

If and when they want to talk again I will be willing but until then so be it.

Happiness

It is a fact that happiness can be found in many forms and it varies from person to person. 

The last two years have been truly happy for me (except for the loss of one of my horses... That was obviously not happy)

I am sailing through my education (medicine is a loooong course) and have the most amazing partner I could ever hope for. It may seem really cliché but there you go.

This year has seen many ups and downs. With death and illness of family members and loved ones on both mine and my fiancé's side. Yes fiancé ^*^ he proposed later this year at a family gathering. 

It's been almost a year since the death of my Appaloosa, wow time flies and I still miss her. Poppy is still going strong and recovered from a mild bout of Laminitus so she is sound again.

I'm loving my work more and more, plus meeting new people. The recent show I ran was a great success. I look forward to putting on the next one.

What else can I say... I've had to take a small hiatus from tightlacing and wearing corsets. This is due to the fact that we are expected a baby, it was planned before anyone asks. However after the birth I will be wearing them again so yay. (As I'm writing this I'm being kicked like mad haha.) Also electric Mausoleum has moved to the first Friday of the month and our Yuletide vampire ball has a good turn out.

I hope everyone else had a good year and will have another great one next year.

Unexpected gift

Unbeknown to anyone save a few is the rather simple fact that I do not talk to my father if I can avoid it. Lets just say excessive alcohol and anger, from a young age I apparently used to tell my teachers that I didn't have a dad when we were talking about family trees or parent's job. 

I avoided any contact for over 6 years before my mum dragged me to meet up for a coffee with him. Anyway a month or so ago he called me up... Drunk as usually saying he had something for me. I took it with a pinch of salt. When I met up with him it turns out for once he wasn't lying. He had brought this tiny Staffordshire bull terrier pup. Not great timing I must admit and that will be made clear in a few weeks time.

We decided to call this little terror Gaia after the earth goddess and Mother Nature. 

She was apparently 8 weeks but I am guessing she was more on the 6 week mark. 

This is how big she is now at 13 weeks