High Heels…when did they begin?
High heeled shoes had different meanings too. The Venetians wore ones they called Chopine. These high heels were difficult to walk in and rumor had it they were designed by husbands seeking to keep their wives from liaisons. Even if that wasn’t true, they were sure to slow you down and ensure you were seen. If you were unmarried, it might be a clever ploy to attract suitors.
The more modern form of the high heel appeared during the 1500s. Instead of being a platform style shoe, a two part model appeared. The heel was solid and attached to a more flexible piece which ran the length of the foot. A practical use of this was that the heel was used to help keep the boot in the stirrup. Boots for men and women began using a low heel. More fashionable were the lavish models worn at court. Many had expensive buckles or silk ribbons.
I think I like the velvet ones best and even snuck a few pairs into Improper Seduction. When I write as Dawn Ryder, it’s fun to play with heels but I wanted to take a moment to talk about where they came from. Some things haven’t changed! You can find an excerpt on my website MaryWine.com and Improper Seduction in stores this month! You can also find lots of excerpts on my DawnRyder.com website of more erotic tales. Cheers!
Mary Wine/Dawn Ryder
Writing was something I did as a teen for my younger brothers. My father used to take us on road trips in a motor home and I would lie in the upper bunk with my brothers just concocting stories as the miles went by. Adult life landed on my shoulders along with babies and it wasn’t until a few years ago that my first book, Dream Shadow, just showed up in my head. Grace, my heroine refused to leave, so one night I began to write and rediscovered my love for writing.
Since that first novel, I’ve written many different genres and enjoyed each one. Each character always seems to have their own flavor. Historical costuming has been my other true love and that accounts for my recent run of historical novels. I’m the one that truly enjoys crawling around old land marks and learning about the people that once stood on that same spot. Stories come to mind when I read old bronze markers and my imagination takes flight when I walk on the same cobblestone floors that an earl once did.
My family and I enjoy our southern California home; they even put up with me dragging them to the Magic Kingdom as often as I can. We enjoy historical reenactment too. My sons are the only boys in town that think out-growing their top hats is cause for alarm. My writing desk sits next to several sewing machines that have a constant ‘in progress’ historical garment of some sort sitting on it. When my husband and I go to a formal dinner, it’s often in tails and bustle because we love our Victorian evening wear.