Maybe you’ve seen this already; maybe you haven’t. It’s over a week old, but I feel the need to record it here because my high regard for outstanding women (not to mention my undying fetish for high heel pumps) dictates that I openly show my appreciation for such events, even when they don’t directly affect me.
What am I on about? Have a look at this awesome photograph taken by Rich-Joseph Facun for The Virginian-Pilot.
Now, let me just say that there would be nothing more appealing to me after a seven-month absence than to see Karin waiting for me in a pair of hot pink stiletto pumps. Ms. Knilans is a woman who knows how to make her man feel like the luckiest snuvabitch alive and this photograph proves that fact. It allows any man gazing at it to vicariously enjoy that feeling of being missed, loved, wanted.
Interestingly, many comments I’ve read regarding this photograph take negative note of the fact the shoes appear to be brand new (judging by the pristine heel tips and the price tag that can be seen on the bottom of the right pump).
To me, the notion that Ms. Knilans purchased a new pair of sexy shoes solely for the homecoming event only serves to make the scenario even more transcendent. She wanted to look hot for her husband and nothing in her closet was good enough to convey how much she’d missed him, how much she needed him near her. So she went out and bought the brightest, sexiest shoes she could find. I’m willing to bet P.O. Knilans more than appreciated his wife’s effort.
Other commenters seemed to think the photograph was outright sexist. One woman even went so far as to write to the paper to let them know she felt the photo “conveys a message that military wives are cheap and trashy”. A silly generalization if ever there was one. By that logic, a photo of Stephen Hawking in his wheelchair conveys a message that all quantum physicists are genetically inferior. Bah. I suspect women who find this image sexist have deeper issues than a general aversion to stereotypical gender roles. The day a woman wanting to look sexy for her husband is universally considered sexist is the day human sexual liberty swallows itself whole and the universe becomes a dark place indeed.
So ladies, go ahead and wear those fuck me pumps if the mood grabs you. I, for one, will not call you sexist nor will I chastise you for trying too hard. Hell, it’ll be all I can do to keep from applauding you.
*No, I don’t read trashy romance novels. This is, in fact, the first time I’ve encountered SmartBitch’s blog. Sorry to disappoint.