About a month ago, I ventured into WEHO to have brunch with my bestie of the last 25 years, Dennis. I chose Salt’s Cure, which attracts so many hipsters it makes you feel like you are in Silver Lake. Nonetheless, we enjoyed the food and all the pretty people that came with the place.
“Want to go to a Red Dress Party?” Dennis mentions while finishing off his home cured ham and egg sandwich masterpiece.
“I’m wearing black!” I interjected.
“Don’t worry, no one will be looking at you!” he stated followed by a wicked laugh.
Dressed in black with my golden ballerina slippers purchased at The Gap, Dennis and I strolled into a WEHO bar. No he wasn’t wearing a red dress, but every other man in the place was, along with red heels.
Everywhere I turned I saw a carnival of red. There were pretty men, ugly men, fat men, skinny men, men with big hair, men with big boobs and men that had legs a single gal like me would kill for… all wearing red dresses and amazing red heels.
What fun it was to see them all complaining: “My bra is too tight!” “This dress makes me look fat!” “I got it at a thrift store for $8.00” and my favorite: “My feet are killing me in these shoes, how do women do it?”
Yes, that is why on a Sunday, I chose to wear my cute but comfy golden ballerina slippers. I’ve spent a little more than half my life in heels. And Dennis even bought me a pair of white stilettos from Kinney shoes way back in 1990 that I wore for his prom. They were at least 5 inches high, and I could barely walk in them. I remember my mother asking why they were so high, and Dennis stated “She needs to be tall so I don’t have to bend down to kiss her!” I think we left before my mother reached into her closet for her broom.
Beauty always comes with a price, and why do the most gorgeous shoes cause the most pain?
Well, it was all for a good cause, you see the Red Dress Party was a fundraiser for the Los Angeles Youth Network: Hope and Homes for Runaway Teens. It was entertaining to see such gigantic feet in the most pretty and peculiar heels.
There is never a dull moment when I am with my bestie Dennis, and it’s always a great adventure prancing around WEHO. Of course this time it was for a great cause!