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Danced to death

Pre-Wendyhouse selfieI went out to Wendyhouse last night for the first time in about two years. The least appalling selfie which I took before going out is on the right, but it is physically quite difficult to press the right button on my phone-camera without dropping it or causing massive camera-shake, so I struggled to get one which showed what I was wearing without also capturing an annoyed and frustrated expression.

The Gentlemen of Leeds were obviously well-primed to make me feel good about myself once I reached the club, though, as I got several spontaneous and very charming compliments, all of which successfully steered well clear of Creepytown:
  • One made a special point of saying that he had liked my dancing. Always nice to hear.
  • Another told me that my outfit looked very expensive. In Yorkshire, this sort of comment can sometimes be code for "Well, you're a bit up yourself, aren't you?", so I quickly denied anything of the sort, but it turned out that he meant it in a very genuine "You look like a million dollars" sort of way.
  • And a third literally walked up to me, tapped me on the arm and said "Excuse me, would you like to dance?", which I didn't think was a phrase familiar to the Youth of Today. Furthermore, when I said that actually I had been just about to go and sit down for a while because my feet were killing me (which was true), he accepted that perfectly happily, pointed out the area of the dancefloor where I could find him if I changed my mind later, and walked away. Which shouldn't be a rare and noteworthy experience for a single woman in a nightclub, but sadly it very much is. If only all chaps would follow the same approach.
As for that bit about my feet killing me, I didn't understand why that was at the time. I thought the pair of boots I'd worn were trustworthy and comfortable, but by about half-way through the evening my toes and the balls of my feet were screaming in pain, and the dancing which I'd been complimented on earlier in the night had become more or less impossible to do. I wondered if maybe it was because I've just become even less used to wearing raised heels than I was last time I wore them, but when I got home into a properly-lit environment and took them off I discovered the truth:

Sad remnants Alas for the Shiny Boots of shininess They have danced their last

That mouldy-looking grey dust stuff on the floor all around them is the remains of whatever substance used once to fill the platform soles - some kind of synthetic foam-type material, I assume. I see how that would be a good filling for platform soles in the short term, as it would keep the boots relatively light compared to (say) wood, resin or plastic, in turn making them nicer to wear and move around in. But it has obviously degenerated with age since I bought the boots ten years ago, and last night was the night when it finally gave up the ghost, collapsed in on itself and began pouring out of the sides of the soles.

This means I spent half the night with the balls of my feet supported by the sorry remnants of an empty shell, rather than a nice solid platform. But because the heels remained solid and steadfast throughout, my feet were tipped forward much more than they were supposed to be, so it's no wonder that my toes hurt and the heels seemed so much higher than I'm used to than I was expecting. Today, the backs of my calves are aching rather for the same reason, and sadly the boots are clearly a total write-off.

Alas and alack for what were once a truly faithful pair of dance-floor companions. :-(

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Amy May Quinn
Jan. 19th, 2014 01:30 pm (UTC)
brilliant!
Looks like you really enjoyed yourself and I'm glad you have alternative venues to go to in Leeds. There's only one night I know about that still goes on in Bristol now, and that's only upstairs at the Hatchet :(
strange_complex
Jan. 19th, 2014 01:53 pm (UTC)
Re: brilliant!
Yeah, Leeds has a pretty good alternative scene, and not just Goth stuff either - metal, rockabilly, and retro stuff are all catered for. The Sisters of Mercy came from here, and there are lots of Goth bands based in the city now as well - some of which my mates are in, like Zeitgeist Zero and Berlin Black!
kissmeforlonger
Jan. 19th, 2014 02:15 pm (UTC)
Sounds like a good night. Shame about the boots :-/
strange_complex
Jan. 19th, 2014 02:41 pm (UTC)
Poor boots. :-( Mind you, I would feel quite a lot more sympathy for them if they hadn't hurt me so much while they were dying.
kissmeforlonger
Jan. 19th, 2014 03:04 pm (UTC)
They wouldn't be goth boots if they didn't cause Angst and Drama before flouncing out forever.
strange_complex
Jan. 19th, 2014 03:05 pm (UTC)
Haha, true! :-)
ms_siobhan
Jan. 20th, 2014 08:01 pm (UTC)
LOL
swisstone
Jan. 19th, 2014 03:23 pm (UTC)
You know, you look younger in the selfie from last night than you do in the icon!
strange_complex
Jan. 19th, 2014 03:38 pm (UTC)
Ha! That is probably just because of the afore-mentioned camera shake, creating a sort of soft-focus effect.

Very sweet of you to say so, though! :-)
big_daz
Jan. 19th, 2014 03:59 pm (UTC)
Compliments
Did Strange Beardy Dancefloor Bloke pass on any compliments to you, or did he only get as far as staring at you?
strange_complex
Jan. 19th, 2014 04:07 pm (UTC)
Re: Compliments
Heh, no - he was the dishonourable exception to last night's general rule of Impressively Gentlemanly Behaviour. He just got in my way a lot and generally annoyed me.
goddessofchaos
Jan. 19th, 2014 05:21 pm (UTC)
Sounds like a good night and your outfit looks great! And yeah, it's extremely hard to get a decent photo of more than just your face with a phone! I suppose that's why most people end up taking mirror shots! Shame about the boots, although I guess ten years isn't too bad (depending on how many times you've actually worn them).
strange_complex
Jan. 19th, 2014 06:13 pm (UTC)
Sadly I don't have a full-length mirror, plus I only had a minute or two before the taxi arrived, so couldn't mess about too much - just had to snap and go, really!

Yeah, I'd worn the boots enough times to get my money's worth out of them, so I guess I can let them go without feeling too aggrieved. I'm sure I would have got plenty more wears out of them given half the chance, though. :-/
parrot_knight
Jan. 19th, 2014 05:35 pm (UTC)
I am sorry for your boot; and I must remember not to stare at people, but say hello to them if I think they might be interesting, and otherwise not...
strange_complex
Jan. 19th, 2014 06:21 pm (UTC)
Well, there is staring, and there is standing right in someone's personal space while they are trying to dance and leering at them, which is more what Strange Beardy Dancefloor Bloke was doing! But yes, last night did remind me that it's perfectly possible for men to approach women to whom they are attracted in a way which leaves the woman feeling flattered and (more importantly) still perfectly safe, even if she isn't interested in return.

If you're worried that you might not have that skill down as well as you'd like, the best approach is probably to practise it on a few women to whom you aren't actually attracted, in which circumstances the stakes will be low and you won't feel too anxious about coming across badly (and hence, of course, will almost certainly come across perfectly nicely). Compliments on people's outfits in particular (or anything equivalent, such as a talk they've just given) are unlikely to get you into too much trouble, and might lead to a nice friendship.
firefish
Jan. 19th, 2014 05:54 pm (UTC)
It sounds like you had a nice night out. And I agree that some of the things you mentioned shouldn't have to be things that are odd but such is life. If only more people could learn that polite pleasant compliments are much nicer much more welcome than forceful entitlement.
strange_complex
Jan. 19th, 2014 06:22 pm (UTC)
Yep, absolutely. The world would definitely be a happier place.
maviscruet
Jan. 19th, 2014 10:36 pm (UTC)
Lovely to see you out and about. Woke up this morning unable to move my legs - but rather chipper. So I've promised myself I'll go dancing sooner rather then later. Since I'm missing Wendy House - I'm considering Rock of Ages....
strange_complex
Jan. 20th, 2014 11:07 am (UTC)
You too! Glad you had a good night. :-)

Rock of Ages is definitely a Good Thing, although it looks like the next one will be this coming Saturday. I'll be in Bradford for the day that day, and not sure when I'll get back, so prob best not to try to squeeze in clubbing as well that night.

Meanwhile, weekends that look good for Roman board gaming in my calendar at the moment include Feb 8-9, 15-16 and 22-23. Either the Saturday or the Sunday is fine by me in any of those cases.
maviscruet
Jan. 20th, 2014 12:02 pm (UTC)
Drat.

I'm away over this month Rock of Ages - and I'm away over next months as well (assuming it will be the 22nd of Feb which seems to be the pattern).

How about Sunday the 9th of Feb for Roman themed games? Suspect we won't play Republic of Rome as it is hideously complicated from memmory - but Sparticus Blood and Sand has a good reputation.......

strange_complex
Jan. 20th, 2014 12:09 pm (UTC)
Bah! Oh well - I'm sure Rock of Ages will still be there in March.

How about Sunday the 9th of Feb for Roman themed games?

Great - it's in my diary! Let me know what sort of time you want me to head over nearer the time (or if you want to meet in Arcadia, given we probably won't be doing Republic of Rome). We can always move on to Republic in another session later on if we get a taste for Roman gaming. :-)


Edited at 2014-01-20 12:09 pm (UTC)
maviscruet
Jan. 20th, 2014 12:17 pm (UTC)
I'll ask Ed if he thinks pub or house for Sparticus. But it's close enough to a plan for me.
glitzfrau
Jan. 20th, 2014 12:06 pm (UTC)
You don't feel like buying a pair of almost-new purple patent Doc Martens off me to replace them? I bought them on eBay, and they're a size too large, but otherwise perfect...
strange_complex
Jan. 20th, 2014 12:12 pm (UTC)
I don't think any Doc Martens could quite replace these - it's quite a different bootly register! But I might well be interested all the same. I have some purple Docs already which I sometimes wear to work when it is snowing, but they are very beaten-up because I also use them for gardening. It might be nice to have two distinct pairs - one suitable for work, one relegated to the gardening.

Could you bring them in to campus so they're here for me to try on when we next meet for lunch?
glitzfrau
Jan. 20th, 2014 12:15 pm (UTC)
Sure! I was going to re-eBay them, but happy to give you first preference! They are definitely too nice to garden in. What size DMs do you take? These are a 41.
strange_complex
Jan. 20th, 2014 01:11 pm (UTC)
That should be more or less right. I'm a size 7 in UK terms. I'll check what size my existing ones are, but unless you hear back from me you can assume they'll be fine.
ms_siobhan
Jan. 20th, 2014 08:03 pm (UTC)
Think I'll call you the dancefloor siren from now on :-)
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