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My Foot Fetish… Is It Real?
Time to confront my lifelong obsession.
This article was brought about by one of the responses to a post that I wrote last month.
In this post, a lady wrote about a guy that accosted her at the supermarket, while out shopping with her daughter, complimenting her toes which was painted red. She wrote the following:
At the grocery store, while I was reaching for some frozen shrimp, a middle-aged man, walked right up to me and my daughter and proceeded to tell me how much my red painted toes turned him on. “They give me goose bumps all over my body” were his exact words
Reading those comments made me revisit the deeper recesses of my subconscious to ask where it all began…
My foot fetish began long before Eddie Murphy’s character in the film Boomerang dumped the very gorgeous Lela Rochon over the issue of the poor chick having bunions.
As a child, I remember thinking that a woman’s feet was fundamentally different from a man’s; The shape of women’s shoes, its sizes and colour did engender endless fascination…