Plimsolllover's diary

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On the train into work this morning I suddenly wondered if I had woken up and forgotten it was my birthday when a lovely girl in old white keds-style lace-up plimsolls got on the train and stood right next to where I was sitting whilst working on my laptop. She was tall and slender with long and shapely legs. She had a very pretty face with a complexion I can best describe as buttercream mixed with light soft brown sugar. She had lovely long, straight dark hair drawn back from her face and tied in a pony tail with a black silk ribbon, a very feminine and pretty touch to my mind. She had beautiful dark eyes with lovely long and fluttery lashes. She wore a short white wool coat over a green roll-neck sweater and a short grey skirt with a pattern of thin black lines running vertically down it. She wore an attractive gold medallion on a thin gold chain and long, pretty gold earrings in the shape of a diamond suspended below a fan. She wore black ribbed tights over black calf-length socks and her white plimsolls were well-worn and yellowing with age. She stood for a good while in the perfect place for me to gaze past my laptop screen at her lovely long narrow feet. I noticed she had laced the top and bottom pairs of eyelets horizontally whilst the two inner pairs were laced diagonally in a St Andrew's cross arrangement. I love watching how girls stand and move their feet in their plimsolls and she moved her feet a lot. Her basic stance was with her feet apart and in the classic "ten to two" position. Sometimes she bent her right knee and placed the heel of her right foot against the big toe of her left foot in an almost ballerina-like pose. Sometimes she flexed her ankles and rolled her feet from side to side. All the time I was willing for the woman sitting right next to her to stay where she was so the girl would remain standing and happily I got my wish. Better still, a couple of stops before mine, the woman sitting next to me got off and the girl took her place beside me. By moving my back to make more room for her I was able to see that she sat with her left foot flat on the floor and her right foot pointed to rest her toes on the floor and her heel against the vertical face of the seat. I think she must be an art student because she took out an essay on a very specialised topic to do with Renaissance art and began to review it. Her arm brushed against mine several times as she got a couple of other things out of her shoulder bag. When the train was slowing down for my stop and I stood up to put on my coat and gather up my things I was just regretting having to leave her sitting there when to my delight she quickly packed away her things again and stood up in front of me. She was nearly as tall as me. Delighted, I followed her along the platform and up the escalator (I normally use the stairs) and gave her one last appreciative look as she headed for another platform while I continued to the exit. If I had been the smartly-dressed young man of my youth looking for a lovely girl to date, instead of the very happily married middle-aged scruffbag I am now, I would certainly have offered her my card and asked her to call me. I would have loved to have spent time at the National Gallery or the Tate with such a beautiful girl, enjoying beautiful art together, not least the sight of her in her whte plimsolls. It's cold and dull in London today but I feel exhilarated typing this. Lovely girls in plimsolls are the perfect tonic for beating the winter blues.
 
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Last week ended on a good note as I was walking home from the station. From behind a group of people walking towards me there suddenly appeared a really pretty girl. She was slim and shapely with lovely legs and very attractive wavy dark blonde or light brown hair below her shoulders and she wore a pink cardigan over a white blouse, a short light blue denim skirt with the lower part pleated, black tights and really nice new white lace-up plimsolls. She walked past me and I turned to watch her walk into a nearby mini supermarket. I wondered if she was buying stuff for a party or a get-together with friends and as I continued my walk home I had a nice time imagining her dancing or sat on a guy's lap enjoying a kiss and a cuddle.

This week has started really well too. First I saw a pretty, tall and skinny black girl with long black hair, wearing a black raincoat, her long thin legs in skinny black jeans and nice clean white lace-up plimsolls which made her feet look very attractively long and narrow. I love seeing dark-skinned girls wearing white plimsolls. Then I saw lots of girls on their way to the local girls' school wearing black lace-up plimsolls with their uniform black tights or long dark blue socks. I also saw a pretty, blonde sixth-form girl with straight hair down to her shoulders, wearing a purple raincoat, blue jeans and nice clean white lace-up plimsolls.

On the walk from the station to work I saw two more pretty girls in white lace-ups. The first was Arabic-looking with beautiful long wavy dark hair and wearing a black raincoat with a light brown burberry scarf neatly wrapped around her neck over blue jeans. She had a lovely face and wore big round glasses. The other girl, intently reading her book as she walked along, was very tall and slim with brown hair in a bob style, wearing a raincoat with a grey and white saw-tooth check pattern over skinny purple jeans with very beat-up and worn white lace-ups without laces.
 
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This morning my eye was caught by a petite brunette wearing tan coloured plimsolls with dark blue ankle socks over black tights. Her plimsolls were lace-ups without toe caps, with white moulding around the edges of the soles and little rectangular tabs of material sewed onto the tops of the heels and projected slightly above the top edge. She didn't show her legs to their best advantage, as she wore culottes under her raincoat, which, together with her ankle socks, made her legs look rather short and stubby. But her feet looked nice.

One of my work colleagues often wears white converse low tops to work. She's a very nice and very pretty girl-next-door type of girl: medium-height with an attractive slightly skinny figure and long slender legs. She has a pretty, round face with attractive eyes and a cute little nose; all emphasised by her little round glasses. She has mousy brown hair in a pretty, girlish bob. Her style is girlish/tomboyish. Her white cons are the sort with the thin red stripe around the edge of the soles and they are well worn but still quite clean. Today she's wearing them with a thin grey cardigan over a white teeshirt, short light blue denim skirt and black tights. I'll be posting regular bulletins from now on.

The London Paper has a regular section on street style, which often includes photos of girls wearing plimsolls. I've attached some recent examples from the website.
 

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Thanks, Con, I'll see what I can do.

I very much enjoyed Seeker's screenshots for the latest keds video, although I would have enjoyed them even more if she had been wearing white keds too - and kept them on, of course. I especially liked his solution to the problem of where to hang your keds in mid-performance. I used to bind up my genitalia with a white plimsoll lace, which I found to be a most enjoyable way of prolonging my self-pleasure, especially for keeping things in place on the occasions when I used a condom to keep myself tidy; but I never thought to use my member as a hanger, more's the pity. I'm tempted to discover if at my age I can still muster sufficient rigidity. Perhaps I'll cheat and use my ballet slippers instead.
 
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At the station this morning I saw a pretty girl wearing black lace-up plimsolls. She was petite and skinny with pale skin and straight dark brown hair worn in a bun with an alice band. She wore a black duffel coat with a red lining; a burberry scarf in black, white and grey; woollen fingerless gloves with pullover mittens; and turned-up dark blue skinny jeans that covered the heels of her black plimsolls but gave a good view of the rest of her feet. Her plimsolls had black plastic eyelets and were without toe-caps and looked quite new and clean. Unfortunately she was getting on a different train but she made a nice start to the day.
 
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Happy New Year everybody.

After a very busy Christmas and New Year holiday it’s nice to have a little peace and quiet to add my first diary entry for 2009. It feels like ages since my last entry before Christmas and I’ve been looking forward to recording my more memorable plimsoll sightings during the holiday period.

I finished work at lunchtime on Christmas Eve and as I headed home I saw quite a few girls wearing Keds look-alikes and Converse, but mostly with trousers obscuring the view. But when I got to my home station I did see amongst a group of girls a girl wearing white Keds-like lace-up plimsolls with a jacket, short skirt and black tights. She was a little plump in the body and face but she had lovely long straight black hair, shapely ankles and small feet which looked really cute in her white plimsolls.

After Christmas we went on a trip to the British Museum and during the day I saw several good sightings. There was a really attractive young American girl sitting on a doorstep chatting on her mobile phone. She wore a brown leather jacket with light blue skinny jeans and denim Keds lace-ups with yellow socks, which looked really nice together.

As we were preparing to leave the museum after seeing the exhibition I caught a quick glimpse of a girl wearing white plimsolls disappearing into the crowd of people heading out of the museum. Several minutes later we left the museum and were walking towards Tottenham Court Road when to my surprise and pleasure the girl and her friend walked passed us. She was carrying a bit of extra weight and she didn’t have the shapeliest of legs, but she had a pretty face and nice long black hair and she was attractively dressed in a cream coloured coat, a short cotton skirt with an abstract pattern in grey and black, black tights and white Keds-like lace-up plimsolls that were worn but still clean. I was able to watch her all the way to Tottenham Court Road before we went in opposite directions.

On the train going home I got a seat close to a very attractive Asian girl wearing a stylish short black wool coat, a green scarf, trousers in grey Prince of Wales check and black lace-up plimsolls with black tights. Her plimsolls were brand new, with spotless canvas and flawless rubber trim. The laces were a flat ribbon type and I noticed she had laced them so they ran horizontally across the top and bottom pairs of eyelets and in a diagonal cross pattern across the middle pairs. Most fascinating of all, the lace of the plimsoll on her crossed-over right leg was undone and one end of it ran down the instep so that the end of it dangled down from her toes.

As I gazed at her foot I had a vision of myself kneeling on the floor in front of her, carefully placing my hands on each side of her ankle (enjoying the feel and the form of it through her black tights as I did so), placing her foot on my leg so I could feel the textured rubber of her plimsoll sole through my trousers on my thigh, slowly and carefully tying her plimsoll lace in a perfectly symmetrical double bow and completing the process by kissing her foot over her plimsoll laces and again in the angle where the front of her ankle met her foot. (I’m getting a rush of blood now as I type this.)

Late on New Year’s Eve I made a last-minute trip to the local Asian supermarket for vital supplies and on the way back to my car I met a group of girls in very high spirits. A petite and pretty dark-haired girl wearing a blue sweatshirt with the Superman logo on the front, a short grey skirt, red tights and black lace-up plimsolls shouted ‘Happy New Year’ to me, which was really nice, so it was a pleasure to wish a happy new year back to them.

On the 2nd I went to our local Argos to pick up some reserved orders and while I was waiting a girl wearing white lace-up plimsolls came in with her boyfriend. I enjoyed a good look at her as she waited for her order. She had brown hair pulled back in a little pony tail and she wore a black zip-up jacket over a pink fleece (which rather emphasised her ‘spare tyre’ waist), blue jeans and white socks with her white plimsolls. She didn’t have a great figure or legs but I liked the way she stood on her right foot with her left heel raised and her toes resting on the floor.

Anyway I’ve saved the best news until last: I’VE GOT NEW PLIMSOLLS!!! The first ones I’ve bought for years. They’re classic DEKS lace-ups imported from Pakistan and I bought a white pair (with the classic rippled soles in brown) and a black pair (with grey soles) for a fiver each from an outdoor activities factory outlet shop that recently sprung up in our high street. What’s really good is that I found I could comfortably wear them in size 8 (they were waiting for stocks of my usual size 9), so they look neater on my feet. I can’t tell you how excited I was as I threaded the laces and put them on properly for the first time after buying them. The smell of the new canvas and rubber is intoxicating and they feel so nice and hugging on my feet. It felt fantastic to slide them on over a pair of girl’s socks (black with thin brightly coloured stripes) and as I sit with my feet pointed and my trouser legs pulled up from my ankles my feet look so cute and girly. I love tracing my fingertip along the curves of the rubber moulding and stroking my feet through the canvas feels just fabulous. My only tiny criticism is that the ferrules on the ends of the laces are clear plastic instead of matching the laces so I might replace them.

Oh I’m going to have such fun with them. I’ll wear them with girls’ socks in soft cotton-rich material with pretty feminine colours and patterns – maybe frilly ones too – and with tights: white, black, coloured, hoped, stripy or patterned. I’ll get some pretty shorts and a little pleated skirt, maybe a leotard too.

And I promise I’ll share my fun with you too, in words and in pictures. I hope we all have lots of fun with our plimsolls and sneakers in 2009!
 
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I was walking out of my home station last night when in the opposite direction came a really pretty girl wearing white lace-up plimsolls. She was a really cute 'nice girl' 'girl next door'-kind of girl with a lovely sweet and gentle demeanour about her. She was slim and petite and she had long straight dark brown hair with one side slightly combed over to the other side so it framed her face attractively and emphasised her beautiful dark eyes. She wore a grey wool coat, black knitted gloves, a short black skirt and black tights on her slender legs and she had slightly long feet for her height, which looked really nice in her white plimsolls, which were worn and clean.

I sometimes take our children to school and on the last few times I've done so I've seen one of the young mums who nearly always wears white converse low-tops with the thin red stripe around the uppers. She's very attractive: tall and very slim to the point of skinny; long straight brown hair with a fringe; high cheekbones with a cute pointed chin; long, slender nose beneath dark eyes. Lately she's been wearing her Cons with a long, green parka-style coat with a brown fur lining around the hood and very tight skinny blue jeans emphasising her pencil-slim legs. Her Cons are very clean and white and as she moves around a lot as she talks to the other mums it's a real pleasure to watch her feet.

Today I thought I'd wear my new black plimsolls with black knee-high nylons under my trousers. It feels fantastic, especially when I stroke my feet through them at the same time as I run my fingertips over my plimsolls. I promise I'll start posting photos when I've got a new battery for my camera phone, which is the only digicam I've got.
 
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On my way home on Wednesday evening I had to use the payphone at my home station because the my mobile's battery was dead. While I was making the call I had the great pleasure of watching a lovely girl in white keds-style lace-up plimsolls using the ticket machine across the lobby. I only saw her from the back at first. She was medium height, slim and shapely. Her long, blonde hair hang in wavy tresses down her back. She wore a stylish grey knitted jersey dress worn with a thin black belt to show off her slender waist, a green and yellow patterned shiffon scarf and light blue skinny jeans which gave a good view of her plimsolls, which were nice and clean. The machine kept rejecting the coins she was putting in so I was able to have a good look at her. When she finally bought her ticket and turned around I could see her lovely heart-shaped face with creamy flawless skin, big blue eyes and a gorgeously kissable mouth. She was a real dream of a girl. She walked past me out of the station just as I finished my call and I hoped she would go in my direction but unfortunately she went the other way and I could only watch the white flash of her plimsolls reflecting the street lighting as she made a skipping run towards the car park.
 
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Yesterday evening I was waiting for my shish and chips at my local kebab shop when a girl wearing white lace-up plimsolls came in. She was medium height and carrying a bit of extra weight and had lanky, straight brown hair with blonde streaks. She wore a short grey zip-up jacket over a pink jumper, which together emphasised her 'spare tyre' around her waist, and blue jeans that showed up her somewhat wide posterior rather too much. The whole ensemble was a bit of mess really. But her keds-like plimsolls were nice and white and when she lifted her left foot I saw that they had white soles as well, although very dirty and dusty.

In contrast to the aforementioned, this morning as I was walking down the steps to the platform for my train I caught a brief glimpse of an tall, slim and attractive black girl wearing brand new white Keds champs. She wore a black zip-up jacket with a soft angora wool scarf in autumn red colour and pale blue straight-leg jeans which beautifully showed off her lovely long legs and her pure white plimsolls. She made a very nice start to the day.
 
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