Shoes That Would Probably Kill Me

stiletto shoes

I often lust after very high-heeled shoes when I’m browsing the internet – the temptation to make my legs look impossibly long, to be teetering over the rest of the world, to get that near-vertical arch to my foot that is so inexplicably sexy often threatens my good sense. But I know from experience that these skyscraper heels would all eventually kill me.

Because if a heel height exceeds that with which my chalk-boned ankles are comfortable, teetering becomes swaying and every step becomes lethal. In high-high heels, my ankles give way, my hamstrings and calf muscles tighten so much that it feels as though someone has placed a row of tennis balls down the backs of my legs. I do not look sexy when I walk in highest heels, I look like someone who has been folded into a suitcase and kept in the attic for three years. I look like someone who has only just learned to use their limbs. I look like a penguin making its way into the sea.

So I just peer at these high shoes, because to buy them would be a death sentence. I have tripped down stairs in heels like these; I have slipped on curbs and sunk into lawns and fallen down the gaps in people’s decking. The fact that I still have two working feet is something that astounds me on a daily basis; in medium heels I’m a liability, in stilettos I need stabilisers and a crash mat.

carvela stiletto

But none of this stops me looking. And so here are the shoes that would probably kill me – if not financially (most of them are ruinous) then definitely by way of accidental death. I wonder if many people actually do die by way of their shoes? I can imagine untied shoelaces are the primary shoe-related hazard, but surely trying to walk around on pencil-thin heels is a close second? I mean, if someone was clarting about on stilts next to the edge of the train platform we would all hold our breath and wonder whether that person had lost their marbles, but high heels are worse than stilts! There’s just no surface area – there’s hardly any point of contact between foot and floor. It’s a ridiculous situation to willingly place yourself in.

But I love all of these lethal heels and if they were less money I’d be tempted to buy them and just wear them for when I’m sitting down, or even lying flat on my back. And I’d like to say that I’ve tested them all for wearability but to be quite honest, I tried on the Anouck pumps from Jimmy Choo and immediately pulled something in my lower back, so I’m not reviewing the rest of them unless someone gives me danger money.

Shoes that would kill me:

paloma charlotte olympia

The Paloma from Charlotte Olympia, £595 here. I mean, just look at it. The peach satin, the fanned heel detail, the architectural-looking sole that’s even smaller than the usual (inadequate) stiletto sole. If I was going to be killed by a shoe I would want it to be this one. It would probably grind out its Sobranie on my face afterwards and then throw on a feather boa before sashaying out of the hotel room door. Saucy minx.

This one is the highest heel at 145mm, which is so high that it’s probably snowing at the top –  but it does have a 35mm platform so the drop isn’t as sheer as it could be. Still, expect a visit to A&E if you try and run for the bus in these…

so kate louboutin

The next in line is an even steeper proposition – you may as well just stand on your tiptoes. The So Kate pumps from Louboutin have a whopping 120mm heel with no platform. A killer silhouette, no doubt, but I’ve just realised that I have worn this shoe style on a shoot before and I think I now have a series of small, broken bones somewhere in my left foot. (They only ache when it rains, but still.)

£525 (loads of gorgeous colours available) at Net-a-Porter here*.

anouck shoe stiletto

Another shoe I’ve actually tried and the last of the mega-expensive ones; the Anouck pointed-toe pumps from Jimmy Choo are supremely sexy but only suitable for the sort of evening where you’re going to spend 98% of the time seated. If you’re in a restaurant then you’ll be the only diner requesting a table near the loos, because God forbid you have to hobble the walk of shame across the entire eatery. Only book a place that’s carpeted – hard floors, especially shiny ones, are too risky when you’re walking on the equivalent of six inch nails and not much else. You have to consider these things if you decide to leave the house wearing hobblers.

The fabulous Anouck pumps are £475 here* and, like the Louboutins, come in lots of different colours and finishes.

aldo stessy

Ooh! Here’s one that can feasibly be a “just for the bedroom” heel; the Stessy courts from ALDO are a snip at £36.98 (here*). Random and very specific price, there, but maybe I’m missing something. It’s like being back in 1995! Do you remember when everything was something-pounds-and-ninety-nine-pence?

also stessy

Anyway, these are ridiculously high and you will, without doubt, step into one of those grids that cover the drains and snap off your heel. But it doesn’t matter because your pride will be damaged more than your wallet.

stiletto shoes

Let’s finish with the Alice shoes from Carvela – another nice price, comparatively, from £69 depending on colour. These have a 110mm heel which is HIGH, believe me, especially if you’re trying to walk down a catwalk in 2002 and you know that David Beckham is seated to the left and you’re concentrating more on that than actually walking in a straight line without falling over. You can find the superbly-cut Alice online here* – a great colour and pattern selection, but I am partial to the zebra ombré (a sentence I never thought I’d write) pictured above and also the floral ones.

carvela stiletto

OK, go forth and buy your lethal party shoes. Maybe your ankles are stronger than mine; maybe you don’t walk like a maimed Ostrich after two glasses of wine. Maybe you’ve always been good in heels, perhaps you practised when you were young. Good for you – I’ll be sticking to my mid-height shoes and probably struggling in those. I think I’ve found my optimum heel height and it’s called…flat.

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  1. August 31, 2019 / 10:02 pm

    I often fancy high-heeled shoes when I surf the net – the temptation to make my legs look incredibly long, wavering over the rest of the world and bringing that almost vertical foot to my foot inexplicably sexy often threatens my good mind , But I know from experience that those skyscraper heels would ultimately kill me.

  2. December 30, 2018 / 12:20 am

    Oh! amazing!!!

  3. Rose
    December 12, 2018 / 9:04 pm

    You’re absolutely hilarious and I so relate! After years of living in heels (even the feared stilettos) for work, I gave up wearing them! The last beautiful pair of stilettos I’ve purchased are these Gucci Betty in their signature red. 5 1/2” heels with a tiny 1/2” platform!! Wore them once for an auction event, and swore to myself up and down as I teetered along the silent auction tables during “cocktail social hour” (which was actually two). My husband insisted he needed me for advisement as to whether we should bid for certain items or not, and all I kept thinking was just bid the whole damn lot and let me sit at the table, while I hide my bare and swollen feet under the tablecloth! To this day, I can’t part with these shoes – and the many others collecting dust – as they are so beautiful. I pull them out every now and then to just look at.

    • December 13, 2018 / 8:48 am

      I love to look at shoes I don’t wear! Hahahaha

  4. Katie
    December 12, 2018 / 6:10 pm

    The best and most random post. Hilarious and so true.

  5. Farah
    December 12, 2018 / 5:12 pm

    I leave the very high heels in my twenties I’m afraid…I remember always needing a “chaperone” to hold on to when making my way through the snowy streets of NY. If I couldn’t convince anyone to let me cling to them I was quite stuck! Also I find after having kids my tolerance for pain has gone way down. I know other moms say now they can handle anything but I feel I’ve been through enough! Hah! Gorgeous shoes though…maybe the sort to sit on a stack of books as artwork!?

    • December 13, 2018 / 8:48 am

      Haha, Chaperone. So true x

  6. December 12, 2018 / 2:38 pm

    I couldn´t even think about walking in them even if sober! And I wouldn´t try, at least not as long as I am sober…

    Anne|Linda, Libra, Loca

  7. Sandie
    December 12, 2018 / 10:50 am

    Brilliant post! I remember wearing super high heels in my youth. Dancing, running and sashaying around town. Then one day I had the calf pains, the lower back ache, the wobbling like a newborn lamb, the spare pair of flats in my bag in case I needed to actually walk! What happens?!

    • December 13, 2018 / 8:49 am

      Got to love the spare pare of flats! The “foldable” ballet pumps… x

  8. December 12, 2018 / 10:39 am

    I actually am jealous of your heel-wearing ability, Ruth! You manage a higher heel than me. I used to totter about in heels in uni, but none so high as these; they remind of when I used to do ballet and how horrible pointe shoes were! Now in my old age (…27) I won’t/can’t wear anything higher than about 4cm without complaining.

    • December 13, 2018 / 8:50 am

      No, read the post – I can’t wear any of these, that’s why they are shoes that would kill me!! : )
      I’m totally in the same boat as you.. x

      • Miranda
        December 19, 2018 / 8:55 am

        I’ve seen you in heels! Just not death traps like these beauties haha.

  9. Sophie
    December 12, 2018 / 9:00 am

    Those are some lust worthy shoes, but I’ll keep my flat boots and just daydream of the trouble I could get myself in if I could sashay along in those heels.

  10. Sue
    December 12, 2018 / 8:28 am

    I lust heels so much but spend my life in chunky Ash boots until summer, when I then live in French soles lol. I fell off my very reasonable height, almost flat fairly weeny platform Stella clogs this year, so am not qualified to stumble about in any of my heels :(. I was embarrassingly, but fortunately, caught by a kind lady in the shop – the owner, unfortunately, so I have to face her fairly frequently… humiliation.

  11. Farzana Mannan
    December 12, 2018 / 8:18 am

    Brilliant Ruth!! This had me in stitches!!! I identified with everything you said and being 5ft 2inches tall have had more than my share of heel-catastrophies!!! But no harm done lusting after these beauties right!!!???

    • December 12, 2018 / 9:20 am

      Exactly! I feel like they’re works of art more than shoes…

  12. "Hilda Corners"
    December 11, 2018 / 10:48 pm

    I’m comfortable wearing any height shoe that comes in my size.

    Those last three words say it all … I wear a US 7 EEE. Not just wide, not even extra wide, but “you have hobbit feet!” wide. And hobbits are not known for wearing killer heels, alas.

    • December 12, 2018 / 9:20 am

      Haha!! Oh dear. I think my baby Ted will have that problem.. x

  13. Hannah
    December 11, 2018 / 10:39 pm

    I don’t think I could make it across my living room in any of those, let alone leave the house. Luckily for me my husband can’t stand pointy shoes and narrows his eyes suspiciously if I so much as don my Clarks 2” mum-heels.

  14. Jo.C.
    December 11, 2018 / 9:15 pm

    Oh! How I wish to wear high heels again, but since I snapped my big toe 2yrs ago playing football bare foot with the kids, it’s just so painful. I just manage a thick 2 inch heel now. Boo! Ironically, I have 9yrs of ballet pointe work under my belt and have strong ankles. I just lust after beautiful shoes now.

    • December 12, 2018 / 9:21 am

      OUCH!!!!! I almost snapped my big toe taking a run-up at Barry the Iron Giant in my garden. I was trying to mount his back in bare feet and forgot he was made of – er – iron. x

      • Jo.C.
        December 13, 2018 / 11:50 am

        Now that’s just daft! But totally something I would do, just because I could LOL

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