They shaved a little piece of bone off my small toe. You see, you balance yourself a certain way and this toe had grown under the other ones. So he cut it loose, where I could balance myself and it makes me walk straight.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
They asked me why I was wearing heels, and I said, I'm trying to hide my ass. They gave me a prosthetic behind.
He wanted me to learn to stand on my own feet, and to make it impossible for me to thank him.
At first I threw my weight upon my heels, as one does naturally in a boot, and was a good deal bruised, but after a few hours I learned the natural walk of man, and could follow my guide in any portion of the island.
I cut the feet off of a pair of panty hose and it allowed me to wear a pair of great strappy sandals. I didn't see lines but the hose rolled up at my feet - and that's how Spanx born.
Two stops after I got on, these two unbelievable short people got on, and the way they were looking at me, I could tell. They wanted to bite my ankles!
I was the one who taught my sister and my niece how to walk in high heels.
My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.
I'm not a short person; I'm 5'10 and I was wearing heels, and I felt like a tiny little creature next to Shaquille O'Neal.
They put me in a whole body suit, from my neck to my ankles. It was so bad, I couldn't straighten my legs.
They kept me in short pants as long as they could, until they were shaving the hair on my legs because it was beginning to photograph.