Something is grabbing at my ankles! It's making it impossible for me to walk. All I can do is struggle and stomp my feet until I eventually get away. Once I'm free, I sit down and let you watch as I change into another pair of heels. I know you like looking at my feet, my arches and my beautiful high heels. Wouldn't you say that I'm the Queen of Heels? You would, wouldn't you? You'd say anything to make me happy.