No Heels Please.

The Cannes Festival Film (yes the event where angels fall) has turned off women from red carpet for not wearing the heels. It is not medieval age news story but an accident of May 2015.Film Producer Valeria Richter, who has amputated left foot, was stopped by festival officers for wearing flat shoes.

Independent quotes “ Richter said she could not “keep her balance” in heels after having her big toe and part of her left foot amputated and was stopped four times on her way into the premiere of Gus Van Sant’s Sea of Trees on Saturday.”
However after the controversy stirred they apologized .Apology couldn’t suffice what they did and why they did.
As I have read earlier as well initially heels were men’s footwear. In east for centuries horseback riders used heels to stay balanced while standing up in stirrups .Later in Europe aristocrats embraced it, just not for elegance but to differentiate them from the lower class. French King Louis XIV was so narcissist and megalomaniac about his red 5 inch heels that he said only aristocrats could wear them. He decreed that nobody should wear heel that is higher than his 5 inch heels. However during the French revolution, heels were boycottedas it was considered synonymous with elitism and luxury.Napolean did away with Louis heels to make for equality.
In mid 19 th century when photography was mushrooming pornographers use it to click nude models with high heels.
This is the history as I read from other’s perspectives, now personal reasons for dislike are - for the person who loves walking, heels are poison. Let alone slippers do the walking. For those who hate sophistication, heels are suffocating. Those love freedom know how caged heels make you feel .Vagabonds who wander here and there, heels could not meet their ends.
I am slipper person, who wears them in college, on street, in washroom, in seminars and even in marriage ceremonies or parties .For once I was asked by a concerned person “You should wear heels at least in marriage functions to look elegant.” At that moment I decided I will always wear slippers in whichever function I go. Hell to do with elegance and sophistication.
I don’t understand why women are keen to wear heels to look taller, the only fear is that no one should know what their real height is? For fake admiration, heels are carried.
I love walk fast .I get irritated when I walk slowly. And heels were meant to slow women down, so that they always remain behind the men.
All those who feel wearing heels make one sensuous and create mirage of having slander legs, are too outdated, sensuality lies in mind. As long as mind is sensual, one needs no add on.
Heels control movements .One can walk, run, dance and play in slippers, with heels one can just be the glam doll to be decorated and put to display. Heels are metaphors of slavery.
I remember one of my fashionista friends telling me, “ the kind of foot wears one wears, it tells what his stature is” I  said nothing that time but on my way home I was caught in the thought –Is it really so? “The kind of thinking man keeps, should define his stature and not his footwear.”

Heels are too fragile to
stand the adventure of life

Heels are too serious to
 give joy of walking

They are bloody elitist to
 make you grounded.

Heels are too caged to
free the spirit.

Heels are pain
Meant for display and
Not play or run or dance in rain.
After the gala night

Your legs will hurt
And will not rest delight

Walk barefoot, walk in slippers
Walk free or walk anyway
But throw heels away.