Alright, let’s talk about these crazy high heels, the “biggest” ones I could find. So, I started this whole thing because, well, I’m a bit of a shoe fanatic, especially when it comes to heels. I always love a good challenge, and I thought, “Why not try to find and wear the tallest heels out there?” It sounded fun, and maybe a little insane, but I was all in.
First, I needed to find these monster heels. I spent hours digging around online. I found out that this designer, James Syiemiong, apparently made 20-inch heels that were once in the Guinness Book of World Records. 20 inches! Can you believe that? That’s like walking on stilts. They used to sell them on some website, but it’s gone now. Bummer. I kept searching, and it turns out these 20-inchers are actually considered the “highest heeled shoes commercially available.” That means there might be even taller ones out there, just not for sale!
- Hunt for the heels: I got obsessed, I started looking everywhere.
- Checked out Guinness records: There was talk about some giant shoe sculpture that was almost 13 feet long and over 9 feet tall! Created by some fashion club, I think it was called Dido Fashion Club or something. That’s not wearable, obviously, but still insane.
- Checked out some lady named Gaga: I saw some stuff about this “Gaga” lady who wears these 7-inch Pleaser heels like they’re nothing. I mean, 7 inches is still pretty intense, but not quite what I was after.
I finally stumbled upon a pair that was a whopping 12 inches high. 12 inches! I was both excited and terrified. I had to try them. So, I ordered them, and when they arrived, I just stared at them for a good while. They were massive, like little skyscrapers for your feet.
Putting them on was a whole adventure in itself. I had to sit down, obviously. Getting them strapped in took a few tries, and I felt like I was gearing up for some kind of extreme sport. Then came the moment of truth: standing up.
Let me tell you, it was a wobbly experience. I felt like a baby giraffe learning to walk. I held onto furniture, walls, anything I could find. Walking was more like a slow, careful shuffle. Every step felt like I was balancing on a tightrope. I managed to make it across my living room a few times, and let me tell you, I felt like a giant. It was a rush, but also super awkward.
I tried to do some normal stuff, like reaching for things or just standing around, but it was incredibly difficult. I definitely wouldn’t recommend wearing these out in public unless you’re a professional stilt walker or something. Or just very, very brave.
My Conclusion
So, that’s my high heel adventure. Would I do it again? Maybe, for a fun photo or a dare. But honestly, these giant heels are more of a novelty than anything practical. It was a fun experiment, but I think I’ll stick to my regular heels for everyday wear. You know, the ones that don’t make me feel like I’m about to topple over with every step. It was definitely an experience, though. One for the books, for sure!
