Barefooting in KLCC

Last friday night, Mr. J and I attended the Boh Cameronian Awards at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

As we walked into the Mandarin Oriental Hotel lobby, I felt an unusual squelch in my el-cheapo gold strappy evening heels. Suddenly, my left ankle gave way and I hobbled onto Mr. J.

Stop! STOP! Wait! My shoe! No!!

The straps of my left heel completely came apart. There I was, in the swanky Mandarin Oriental Hotel lobby with my shoe undone. Again.

Quickly, I threw away the pair of strappy heels and dashed across to KLCC with Mr. J to find a pair of evening heels. Luckily I was dressed in a Punjabi salwar kameez outfit (the awards theme was 'My Malaysia') and felt most natural to walk barefoot.

Never in my life, have I gotten so much attention. I don't know whether it was me the Chinese girl in a Punjabi outfit or me scurrying around barefoot in KLCC.

Needless to say, I've never gotten better service at all the shops I entered. Almost all the sales assistent were super efficient because they were amused at the sight of me. I mean, how often do you get a barefooted customer walking in, desperately looking for a pair of heels? What's more, someone who is all glammed up for an event? Not only that, a barefooted chinese girl in a Punjabi outfit.

As I traipsed barefoot through KLCC, people around me did doubletakes.

A group of teenaged girls giggled. One old uncle chuckled and his wife turned around bewilderedly searching for her husband's humour trigger. A yuppie corporate chap nudged his colleagues to look at me. A little girl loudly exclaimed, "Mummy! Look, look! She's not wearing shooos..."

Finally, after 20 minutes of the speediest shoe shopping trip in my life, I found a cream pair of heels at Lewre for RM199 that matched my cream Punjabi outfit.

Imagine, even Mr J helped. He selected sexy heels from display shelves and promptly asked sales assistants for a size 4. And all without my asking!