The Orchid and the Wasp

Seven inches at least, with a two inch platform. Sparkles. Straps. Very expensive. I stared. The tubby saleman came over and asked if I wanted to try them on. I looked at him quizzically and replied I am imagining them on a woman, or a woman on them, rather. He then dutifully directed me to a pair of black high-topped Converse, which I then dutifully purchased. My dog later chewed them up because she is bored and lonely. Maybe I’ll begin gnawing on them tomorrow.