What a hoot! I just happen to have a best girlfriend by the name of Jen. We often talk about catching guys and tossing them in the boat. One night she complained that I threw them back because the two guys we were flirting with were obviously into each other (though one had given me his room key to the hotel next door).

I must admit, I am forced to rethink the whole heel thing. Being 6 feet tall, the last thing I wanted to be was a female Wilt Chamberlain by putting on big heels. The air is too thin up there. Plus, I’d probably fall over and break my neck without training stilts. But if I have to, I have to. Your article was fantastic.