FireCat! The Legend of Amazon Sage©

Sage is a quirky girl who always loved wild animals, funny people, adventure and indigenous music. She still does.

What no one knows is that every night in her dreams, Sage

transforms into a woman of power and wisdom, called

Amazon Sage.

Unlimited by the confines of newtonian physics, she is fierce and full of compassion, traveling where ever she is needed to help relieve suffering in the world.

Only problem is,

Amazon Sage© only lives while Sage is dreaming.

Once Sage awakens, Amazon Sage © disappears. These blogs are written by Sage, telling what happens in this most secret life...

Thursday, February 17, 2011

“Worse than ankle biters are the newest in fashion: Ankle Breakers!”

G'Day, Mates! There seems to have been a recent outbreak of clumsiness on the modeling runway as, one young woman after another, falls victim to yet a new threat; The attack of the 6” platform heels! I don’t know about you but I would never subject my life and limb to such a ridiculous way of fitting in (pun intended).
On a night when I sought a more light-hearted fare to fill my dream world, I called upon Amazon Sage to time-travel to an earlier time when heels were not so tall and ankles were not so vulnerable. I thought she might just take me back to a fashion runway in the 1960s, but instead, she took me somewhere much more interesting; to a time when women did not have nearly so many civil rights as men. In that era, foresighted young women gathered in clandestine classrooms to learn why not. (Okay, they weren’t actually clandestine but before the word feminism took hold, they might as well have been). If you were a class member this would be today’s lesson:
"Close your eyes and imagine a girl arriving for an interview in her most fashionable silky outfit; hair brushed in long flowing curls, fitted mini skirt clinging to her hips, and yes, 6” platform heels. As she enters the waiting room, she trips but luckily she does not break her ankle... this time. 
In the waiting room, another candidate awaits his interview;  an equally qualified guy who is dressed in a freshly laundered shirt,  jacket and dressy pants. His clean hair is close to his head; his shoes are sensible looking and close to the ground. Who gets the job? Well, unless the job is for a pole dancer, waitress, or secretary, the guy gets the job, at twice the salary. Can you figure out why? Hint: It’s not because he’s a male. 
Now that you’ve vented about the unfairness of it all, close your eyes again -- I know you opened them when I wasn’t looking. Imagine each person wearing the other’s outfit. The young woman enters the interview room in a freshly laundered shirt,  jacket and dressy pants. Her clean hair is close to her head (easy to do by pulling it back); her shoes are sensible looking and importantly, they are close to the ground. She has a steady gait and a ready smile as she approaches the interview team.
Meanwhile, the young man comes tripping into the office, looking rather clownish in his platform shoes -- yes, some men, like actor Humphrey Bogart, used to wear platform shoes! The guy’s hair looks like he just climbed out of bed and his silky outfit clings to his body. This time, who gets the job?  Unless the young man is applying for a position as a pimp or will be confined to a back room filled with computers, he certainly will not. Need I say more?" 

Funny thing; the interview took place just last week. So ladies, take them off, take them all off and get hired based on your skill, not on your mile high shoes...