"You can never be too rich or too thin." Should this be amended to "... or have heels too high?" Three years ago, three-inch heels were the standard for any fashion maven. But the mixture of Louboutin-inspired madness and Sex and the City culture have sensible women considering three-inch heels no better than flats -- forsaking these walkable shoes for designer stilts, with Louboutin and YSL each offering shoes that clock in at 5-inch-plus inches. As someone who is 5’3” (on a good day), I love heels. However, heels have become a thing of the past for me since moving to New York City. As an LA gal, I’m used to going from the car, to the club or dining establishment, then back to the car. My repertoire of designer heels remained pristine for years. The idea of having to re-heel a shoe never crossed my mind. Within two weeks of being in New York, I had ruined a pair of Kate Spades, and I haven’t worn a pair since.

Models can barley walk in these things, and their job is to professionally walk in heels. Look no further than the Hérvé Leger show on Sunday. Two or three models toppled over, their meager ankles crumpling atop slippery yet stylish wooden floor. Big time names like Jessica Stam, Kristen McMenamy, and Abbey Lee have all eaten runway in the last two years (which has become a source of amusement for fashion bloggers and some people’s favorite part of Fashion Week).

Not only are heels rising at an alarming rate, but now heels aren’t even heels anymore. His Karl-ness designed a Chanel gun heel, as seen on Madonna. And a few months ago Victoria Beckham were seen trying to rock Antonio Berardi’s heel-less" heel. When will the madness end? Sometimes I wonder if designers are testing consumers and editors alike, to see if they’ll actually wear the crazy shit they create. Who's to blame? The women who consume these shoes at a feverish pace, fetishizing them on blogs dedicated to latest and greatest designer heel? Or is it the gay men who design them? Weren’t the gays a downtown fashion-conscious gal’s best friend -- the one who has our best interest at heart, when the straight guys don’t, as portrayed in countless rom-coms?