ja annavad pöiale ahvatlevalt kaarduva joone. Salvatore Ferragamo tegi imesid oma klientidega. Ta ühendas ortopeedilise mugavuse stiilsuse ja elegantsiga. Elav tõestus oli Marilyn Monroe. Kõrgetest kontsadest sai naiste seksikuse tunnus. 2000ndatel tegid USA teleseriaalid kõrgetest kontsadest iseseisva naise sümboli. (Kanasaar. 2005: 128) Joonisel 3 on stiletod. Pilt: http://www.mommyxoxo.me/ArticlePage/415/STILETTOS-AND-PREGNANT- BELLYS-ARE-NOT-FRIENDS.#.Ux9P9z-SzA0 1.4 Kannata king Kannata kingi aitas populariseerida Marilyn Monroe. Algselt olid nad rohkem toakingad, seepärast seostati neid ka bordelliga. 1950ndatel aastatel paranes kannata kinga halb maine kui need buduaaridest tänavatele toodi. 1990ndate alguses on kannata kingad, eriti lahtiste varvastega, saavutanud armastatud suvekinga rolli. (Kanasaar. 2005: 128-129) 1.5 Mary Jane'd
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"Always a pleasure running into you, Eva." I flushed with embarrassment and desire, unable to find the will to push away despite the two other people in the room with him. It didn't help that his attention was solely on me, his hard body radiating that arresting impression of powerful demand. "Mr. Cross," Mark said behind me. "Sorry about the entrance." "Don't be. It was a memorable one." I wobbled on my stilettos when Cross set me down, my knees weakened from the full body contact. He was dressed in black again, with both his shirt and tie in a soft gray. As always, he looked too good. What would it be like to be that amazing looking? There was no way he could go anywhere without causing a disturbance. Reaching out, Mark steadied me and eased me back gently. Cross's gaze stayed focused on Mark's hand at my elbow until I was released. "Right. Okay then
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